I Started a Blog on E-blogger a while back, but I decided to stop writing, partly because I felt uncomfortably exposed. People started to read my blog, and encouraged me to continue to write.
My first couple of postings were pretty personal thoughs about topics like love and life. Stuff that, back then, was unrefined in a lot of ways.
But today...
Today of all days. I've realized that my vulnerabilities in my writing may not matter more than the possibility that someone might read my reflections and get something out of it; Joy, Anger, Understanding, a subconcious seed of inspiration.
Maybe starting this blog is selfish and egocentric. Maybe it's selfless. My taking this risk to expose myself with the possibility that someone other than myself would have a chance to take pleasure in wasting 20 minutes to read, take pleasure in my pain, take pleasure in critisizing me or my ideas, pleasure in something that might inspire could be a representation of both a desire to help others or of my own love of the gratifying feeling one gets from helping others.
Whatever it is, I think I am ready to take the opportunity today to start up my own blog, because I've been inspired to do so.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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