I= Look Inside
Where am I? Who am I?
To blog or not to blog? That is tonight's question.
How can I blog when, should you look back at my year, you would see that I cannot possibly know who I am for I have changed so many times since this morning. Every morning. Every Week. Every month. ALL YEAR LONG!!!
I do not know who I am. Who would care who I am?
Will anyone read this? Does anyone care? Am I way out there? Am I even present here?
Oh how I love the caterpillar. I love letters. I LOVE words! I love writing. It is true. It annoys my children. It entertains my husband. If I blog, I can share my insights without expectation. I can launch my musings into the vastness of the world wide web and see what catches as time passes. I'm pretty sure there will be some pretty juicy surprises and some dry and boring moments.
I ADORE musicals and musings. I want to share these connections and my passion for bringing that inspiration into our lives. Just imagine- if I take a risk, I may make some new friends. There may actually be other people out there in this great big world that think or feel like I do. Perhaps we could connect together. Perhaps we'll inspire each other.
I am often like Alice. Where I am seems a dreadful place to be. Then I see the caterpillar become a butterfly and I seem to find an answer. Do I chose the side that makes me smaller? Do I choose the side that makes me larger?
Movies and musings are my deepest companionship. Images and music are constantly with me. They really do form the foundation of my view of this world. I don't think an hour goes by where I don't compare or quote some song or vision. What if I have a view that others can enjoy? What if I can share my filter for life and bring hope to someone in pain? Without getting into details, let's just say that I have some experience with pain. Movies and music are how I survived. Using someone else'sartistic expression carries me above my short world limited view and into a larger world full of hope and faith. I cannot deny an opportunity to show that relief to someone else.
Together we traverse the pitfalls and crevices of life. Like late night flights, artistic inspirations through art, movies, and music give me a vision. I take the quest. I mount my noble steed, pick up my lance and charge forward jousting away negative thoughts threatening to hold me back from my dreams. When I wake up, I am ready to tackle life as well.
Through this blog, may zeal and zest arrive through the meeting of art and life. May the spirit of writers, the voice of singers, the passion of composers, the courage of actors, and the brilliance of directors bring brightly to life the best in each of us. May your true self wake a little more each day.
Willing 2 = What's a brighter focus?
So what do you say? Do you know who you are? Are you inspired? Is there room for improvement? Shall we make it up together?
I commit to opening my heart to passion and letting it paint my life beautiful!
I invite you to come along and explore your own beautiful life. =-)
"keep...your....temper."
ReplyDeletebest advice that caterpillar ever gave alice.
she was insulted when she was called a weed. what a shame. the only difference between a weed and a flower is a judgement (okay botanists of the world, calm down :)). ask the dandelions, they know.
good luck with your blog dearest, i'll be lurking :)
kacy
Ahhh- here and on fb my brain is FILLED with your voice,Kacy, and the number of quotes you could roll out verbatum while I simply tried to keep up! YOU ARE A TRUE BLESSING MY FRIEND!!!
ReplyDeleteAh, an interesting challenge - to know who you are. Would it make a difference? These days, I'm working on enjoying the journey and accepting who I am right now. Interesting analogy with the weeds vs. flowers. I'd prefer to be a weed - and simply keep popping up wherever I choose no matter what happens on the surface. Strong roots reaching far and wide give strength. Poor cultured roses always striving for perfection and fighting off the attacks of beetles and such. I relate better to the weeds - they have a beautiful life :-)
ReplyDeleteI think if you enjoy your journey and accept yourself if the moment, then that's as much as any of us can know ourselves.
ReplyDeleteYou remind me of a story I heard at my cousins laptime stories at their preschool library days- the mushroom? may be yummy, but without those strong and wide roots it will not weather the storm.
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