I started blogging a few years ago when I was exploring the connections between clay, creating, and my spiritual journey. It eventually morphed into something else...just ponderings, or silly things, or serious things.
I don't really blog to write anything of significance, except, well, maybe significant to me. What I am saying, I suppose, is that just typing in a couple of words about something or nothing is just a way to touch base inside of me, make sure I am still there, make sure I am still connected to God, and to the world. That's about it. I write in a hurry--that's why I call it a notebook--I write sloppily without thought to craft or coherence, even.
I could write well, but I don't, not here, anyway. Sometimes something lovely happens in a prayer, or a turn of phrase, but mostly I just blog because it is one of the ways I can find God and me in a couple of minutes here and there during the week.
However, I am grateful for my bloggy friends who do write well, and whose words nourish me like a gentle rain or a great big bite of something delicious to enjoy for a while. Thank you, dears--you know who you are!