Do or do not. There is no try. – Yoda
Several times a month, I write a post for this blog whether I want to or not. Kind of like having sex after being married for 37 years. It can be a grind. It starts slowly, reluctantly even, then gradually it starts to work. The brain and body connect and everything starts to flow – blog-wise I’m talking. Well, sex-wise too I suppose.
Some people think that all bloggers are egocentric, attention seeking narcissists who, if we had anything interesting to say, would write books that people cared enough to read. My response to this?
Urm. Put a shield on my saber I must. – Susanne
Perhaps these disparagers only experiences are on Tumblr where, god knows, there is no shortage of selfies in various states of undress and worse. You tumble in
Tumblr and you wish sweaty-palmed Lewis Carroll would hand you a little bottle labeled “drink me” so you could go somewhere normal.
I harbour no illusions about my blogging practice. It is yoga for my mind. Without it, be I would not. It is a creative outlet in a life that is filled with long to-do lists and days that puff along like a cold vapour and disappear behind me. It’s a life-blog, blog-life metaphor, for those of you who enjoy such things. Yes, the blog is ephemeral and I’m only as good as my last post, but it’s a record. Proof that I exist. I blog, therefore I am. Virtual graffiti: I was here.
Every day I dip into WordPress where I am humbled to meet ordinary folks with unique voices writing about their lives, their thoughts in fiction, poetry, and prose, through photography and art. To dismiss millions of bloggers is to dismiss the human need for self-expression and the quest for understanding of our individual cosmos.
To see a world in a grain of sand
and heaven in a wild flower
Hold infinity in the palms of your hand
and eternity in an hour. – William Blake
I have learned from bloggers to see the extraordinary in the ordinary; to relish the memories of others and nurture my own; to listen to and ponder the opinions of those different than mine; to listen to the voices that might not otherwise be heard.
Thankful, I am. – Susanne
Thankful for these bloggers today –
Think Anew, Act Anew – David Keith Law – If he weren’t a lawyer, he’d be writing opinion essays for The Globe and Mail, The New York Times, or the Washington Post. Clear, sharp, elegant and eloquent prose on politics, law practice, poetry, pop culture.
The Zombies Ate My Brains – Maggie Wilson – An eclectic blogger, I love Maggie’s, candour, humour, and humanity.
Harvesting Hecate – Andrea Stephenson – A writer who muses about the muse, her style is lyrical and magical and when I read her posts I feel dreamy and optimistic and happy to be an inhabitant of the same planet.
*This is a post from a previous blog. Thankful for Menomama3’s archives, too.