One week to go!
When I decided to challenge myself to write a daily blog a few weeks ago I didn’t know what I was going to write about. The main reason was and still is to get myself to write daily. To share my thoughts and experiences in my own words daily. It’s been quite a challenge. Some days thoughts come easy and other days I get a little stuck. The premise, though, is to just write. Start and the words will follow. Most of the time the words were there, other days they followed and shaped the text.
I find the workings of the mind fascinating. How differently each person would think if a similar task would be put out. How differently each person writes and how the flow of the writing would speak about the person. What direction do I choose to take with a topic, my thinking creates many pathways of which I should choose.
And why did I start on this topic today? I just realised that there are just a few days left and when the days were single digits today seemed far away. I hadn’t done anything in the past few months consistently as had this. (insert sigh) It’s been an eye opener. And makes me look forward to the next challenge I’m setting for myself. I also have to decide on the frequency of my writing after next Saturday as well as what I will be writing about. More structured, different topics? Thoughts? Ideas? Social justice? Perceptions? Some will definitely be a continuation of my personal thoughts without splitting my soul open.
I have never thought of myself as a writer or a story teller or someone who would share thoughts on any kind of platform, but I have come to realise that it is important to have conversations, to share thoughts and ideas and especially to have uncomfortable conversations within our closest circles especially. Why? So we can know each other and know each other’s insecurities, thoughts, questions and can thus really stand alongside and stand in for each other. The questions, comments and conversations that has followed some of my blogs has challenged me to grow in my thinking and responses and have opened doors to have new types of conversations with friends and family. I have had weighty conversations with a number of my friends who has been my friends for years, but we have never ventured into certain topics and areas of our lives and thoughts. I still owe a few of them a response or two. Thinking of my perspective and views and the questions that have been asked opens new opportunities for deeper connection.
Some blogs have also been written and not posted. Consent. What I learnt is that what I write has to be written even if not published. I ask for consent. Or I write the piece and send it to them – for consent or just safe keeping. There’s freedom in that, a freedom I appreciate.
Some of the memories I have brought to blog has opened wonderfully fragrant memory gardens which I miss. Writing that brings to mind one I haven’t written about. Maybe this week, if it wants to come to the blog life. Another smile …
I appreciate all my readers and especially the responses that I get. It helps me grow. It pushes me to think more about how and what I write.
Let’s see what the next few days has in store.