June 28 was the second anniversary of this blog, and I forgot about it until yesterday. I’ve been preoccupied with offline things.
An out of town series of Tibetan teachings involves a lot of driving as well as study and practice. The special needs of a very elderly dog (who is doing better for now) takes time and energy. A neighbor and I were splitting large tree trunks when the rented splitter conked out, and we have to get back to it this week. Most recently, Mary and I have been discussing a possible trip to Iceland (that’s Iceland not Ireland), with a small group of storytellers in late September. You’re sure to hear more if it pans out.
A year ago, I appear to have been a more contentious blogger. I wrote a summary of my experiences at the one year anniversary that made Freshly Pressed: http://wp.me/pYql4-10O. One thing I mentioned then still happens – I post something and get up thinking,”That’s it. I’ve run out of things to say. It was a nice run while it lasted.”
On other occasions, I’ll read an older post and wonder, “What on earthwas I thinking?”
My rule of thumb for such moments is, “Don’t sweat it.” A few days go by, and I get caught up in another idea. Now I even know what my mission statement is, though I give myself permission to ignore it when necessary:
“To explore the reality in all fantasies and the fantasy in realities.”
One more thing hasn’t changed – readers keep me going. People who visit and leave a comment, who point out a flaw or something they like, make it all worthwhile and keep me going.
Thank you very much!!!