The Fascination with Blogging

Right before I begin to write, I often have a moment, daunting, albeit brief, in which I question myself. Do I really want to say this? What will people think when they read this? And honestly, it can color the way I write things. Over the years I've pushed myself to be as honest in my writing as I can be and I've shared an awful lot of myself in my poems, articles and blogs.

The fascination with blogging goes deep to the heart of my desire to unload burdensome feelings and thoughts that can be clogged up inside my head and heart like...cholestoral in arteries. And I do wonder, all the time what people think.

Despite the responses, or lack thereof, I continue to challenge myself to resist the fragile ego that tries to convince me to stop because no one cares what I think or how I feel or because people will read my words and think ill of me or even because I know that no matter what I write, I haven't yet reached a state of true full disclosure because I still have fears and insecurites.

Why not just write in a diary and lock it with a key, keep it in a drawer...better yet a safe? My fascination with blogging has a great deal to do with impacting others, sharing, serving others, connecting. While I may not be totally secure or know exactly how what I write will impact someone else, I believe that our connections deserve acknowledgement.

WE ARE CONNECTED. We may not always agree or feel good about how we make each other feel, but, we are connected and when we live in the truth of this I think we all gain invaluable information, intuition, confirmation, inspiration, even the discordant variance has value.

I learned along my journey that to walk into conflict, toward our fears and through our insecurities is far better...and much more challenging...than running away.

My way is writing about it. And when my inner critic starts to taunt me..."When are you gonna stop your whining? Geez!" I respond with another poem or another blog.

It just helps.