I’m not sure why I didn’t stop writing when my reading circle stopped growing beyond 12 people. Maybe it is because blogging is inherently valuable to me. The responsibility of it makes me notice the details of my experiences and feelings. I live life more fully because I blog.
This was one of the comments on my last blog entry. Thank you so much to “PrincessMax” for this.
Her sentiment rings true. Someone famously said, “I don’t know what I think until I write it down.” As a newspaper/magazine columnist, the pressure to produce something fit to be printed on a weekly basis made me pay attention to the world around me in ways I would have never done otherwise. Crassly put, I was searching for column fodder. But it turned into a mindfulness practice, too, keeping me alert to the pleasures and pains of my life, my community, my world.
Sounds like naval-gazing, but it’s not. At least not if you take the time and do the work to shape your experience and reach for insight.