The funny thing about blogging is the questioning of the practice. I question that I have anything to share… to which I realize we all have something to share. To live is to share, right? We are taught it early… share, share, share. But as you age, you become self-conscious of what you share. You question everything, right down to the space and resources you use up to exist, and thereby your necessity or joy to share.
I’m tired of questioning things… I want to do more. I would rather write more, share too much, let my light shine, honor my existence than to keep shrinking back. I’ve been thinking about my online presence lately. Some parts of it are old, some I do a better job of updating but at times I neglect it all.
I’ve decided that’s all just fine. Life is a constant ebb and flow. If I want to share, I will. If I want to just be, I will. If I want to polish it all up, I’ll do that too. And if I want to keep it close, to not share… I will honor that too.
It’s all a journey, right? We can only ever share bits of it anyway. So much of it is inside of us, so much of it never gets out. I’m going to just embrace my light, photographically—of course.
I’ve also realized recently that I’ve always struggled with perfectionism related to my work and my creativity. One of the reasons I’ve loved film so much over the years is that it’s easier for me to let go of the perfect shot with film. Imperfection is more alluring with film. I found this quote recently and it helps: “Only things are perfect which are imperfect because it tells a story. It has a life.”
I tried to do nablopomo last year and I only made it half way through.
I am not a daily anything person, no matter how much I want to be… no matter how much I love the idea of it. At some point, I forget or just get to the end of the day and I just can’t. Some projects are as short as 7 days and I will do the work (as in take the photos) but when it comes to posting… I just don’t/can’t/won’t.
Here it is Nov. 3 and I forgot it was even nablopomo until I visited my talented friend Andrea’s blog and saw her posting again. (She’s amazing, seriously… click that link.)
I’m not sure that anyone visits here anymore as I’ve let it languish for so long. But I still like that it’s here. Sometimes I think of starting over. But then I just come back.
Anyway… I feel like I’m just babbling. I’m not sure what I am doing here. But I may have some things to say and maybe it’s time to share a bit of it. I always have photos I could share so let’s start there… some autumnal glory, some snippets of my world…
i’m a big lover of nature.
there is so much beauty in this world.
plant life never ceases to amazing me.
the variety and vibrance feels infinite. Continue reading natural close-up
I’ve had this blog for 6 years. I was initially very active but over the years, I lost my steam. This month is the first time I have posted in over a year. The last three years, it’s been rather quiet here. Continue reading six years ago
On Tuesday night when I saw the majority of the US map turn red, I said, “this is making me dislike the color red.” “It’s like the country is hemorrhaging.”
Continue reading the color red