No, I haven’t lost my job or anything. It’s just that I realized last night, as I read through some old journals, that blogging is harmful for my journalling health. Yes I know that blogging is a way of online journalling. Yes I am writing about my journey here. But it’s for public consumption. There’s a level of deep raw honesty that I sometimes achieve in my journal that will never happen here. And since I started blogging, my journal activity has greatly decreased. So today, after I finish up cleaning up and rearranging my living room (I’ve made SUCH progress in my 5 day cleaning frenzy!!), I’m going to shun the computer and crack open the journal. I’ve been processing a lot – finishing my autobiography for the groovy sisters application a few weeks ago brought a lot back, which caused me to find my old journals and read them, plus sorting through my stuff has made me think a lot about what I’ve gone through in my almost 33 years of life and how I got here. Need to get some of it down in my journal for posterity – and as a road map for a future Susan to know where I’ve been.
I will of course be back to blog another day – just not today.
Peace,
Susan
PS – a favorite quote from my friend Katie that is so appropriate to this post: "I was reading my old college journal the other day, and it was like I was reading a novel. I kept turning the page wondering, what’s going to happen next, because I didn’t remember half of the drama or the details I’d recorded there."
1 comment:
I know what you mean, Susan. I can only go so far in blogging, and that's fine, but where does the rest of me go? It's like my blog is the only thing I am, and of course, that's not true... I really find myself in my creations-my cross-stich or my knitting. When I don't have any of those going or it's been a long time since I picked one of them up for a project, than I know something is off...
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