
Happy is the arising of the awakened... (Dhammapada)
Ahem...
I would like to begin by stating that I am a writer and an artiste in my own right, even though I may not have the royalties to prove it. I was born having a love affair with words. In the second grade, I won a cultural arts award for my short story about a little green alien and his UFO... or perhaps not a UFO to the little green alien, but just the same... the story led to more stories and poems throughout the years. Now... while I have the highest respect for those who write, I have also come to the realization that people who write do so out of pure surrender. The conscious awareness of ones own sanity could be the very thing that leads to insanity... and the world of a writer brinks on that very line between the two. Surrendering to it may be the only thing that can save you from it.
But alas... I was a reader before I was a writer. I believe that we read to know we are not alone to quote Anthony Hopkins as C.S. Lewis in Shadowlands. I cherish works that align with my heart and my voice... although I must admit that the occasional Janet Evanovich novel offers a different kind of refuge every now and again. I have chosen to blog for my own edification. If, in the process, I happen to come across something truly enlightening... well... I will be all the more grateful. Om namah shivaya, after all....
I feel as if I am always in transition in some way or another... I plan to write randomly. I desire an outlet of unpredictability but one that is intentional as well. My entries may be short or long depending upon my mood on any given day. I would rather not write it as a diary... today I was stuck in traffic for an hour and forty-five minutes... although some entries may sound like diary-like. I love the idea of making my bloggings a streamline of my thoughts, although I am not sure I can commit to that form either. And so... random blogging is the verdict. Oh, and just a quick note... the reader can always expect a great deal of ellipses in my writing since I cannot seem to write without them. I always welcome commentary.
To further practice gratefulness... I am grateful that I may write... un de mes beaucoup d'amours.



This is very good. I look forward to reading your blogs. You have a wonderful way of putting things. Thank you for sharing it with us.
ReplyDeleteYou are such an intriguing writer. I have always loved reading your musings and look forward to future postings.
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