I was asked yesterday why I began my blog. At first I said that I didn't know, but after thinking a moment about it I remembered through the cobwebs of seven months ago why I began writing my blog. It was a couple of weeks after I attended a show at the Berkshire Museum which my friend Diane invited me to, she and a group of people were doing presentations with pictures and words, themed, I forget the official name of the program, although it was very interesting.
One of the presenters had shown a blog story he was doing which interested me, but he had shown random segments of his blog. A few weeks later I was at the Lichtenstein Center for the Arts, and there were more segments to his story, also random.
Shortly after that, I happened upon the creator himself, Richard, having coffee outside a cafe on North Street. I seldom approach strangers, but I wanted to read the whole story not just a few random posts. I am a firm believer of starting at the beginning of a story and he was gracious enough to allow me to sit down and discuss his blog and connect me with the link.
After I returned from my friends cookout that day - the best barbecue I have ever eaten, I looked up the blog "No Cure for the Medieval Mind" and read. For two days I read until I came to the end of what he had written and wanted more. Every day it is the first thing I do, after I check my own stats on my blog, that is. The day's that he is later than I am I am like a junkie, checking for his next post.
I sent him a message and expressed my love of his blog story. That was in September. He wrote me back and asked me what kind of person would find his story interesting, if I do recall correctly. That made me pause. Being a woman with no clear answer to that question.
Around the same time, I began hanging out with a new friend and over the course of our in depth conversations and after much thought and pondering I discovered that what I see as what kind of person the "Who am I" and what the outside world sees are two different things. My perspective comes with layers and layers of shadows, light, and blurry distortions. I could not answer who I was because who I am is a mystery to me.
My answer to his question came in the form of this blog. My personal journey of self discovery. What a journey it has been! I am still discovering the answer to that question, but it made me look at myself and uncover so many layers to myself and things that I did not realized defined me. Things that had been set aside, to make way for other things in life. Hence, I am a work in progress.
I am a very private person normally, so it amazes me every day that I write and I share details and deep feelings so freely. I am also amazed that anyone reads it at all but the numbers do not lie and people do read, respond, engage and support my endeavor.
It is not a money making endeavor. But it is a priceless journey that I have been on with my 110 posts after this one. I watched my numbers rise from 23 views in a month to over 900 views in a month in what feels like a blink of an eye! I feel blessed by the support and encouragement from friends and strangers alike!
It is like therapy to me, and practice, as I always wanted to write a book, since I was a teenager. I love the ease in which the words flow from my brain to my fingertips and to the page. Perhaps it will be my stepping stone, who knows?!