Seems that I know alot of people who have re-committed to their writing this year.
I don't know if I have committed--and I don't really write, well, to be read (although I am happy all three of you do ;-) )--I am not really trying to start a conversation or a debate...well, except maybe with myself, and God....
When I first started blogging, at EarthenSoul, I was trying to put into words the amazing experiences of God I had while creating with clay. I was learning so much, insights abided, and I wanted to savor the thoughts.
Now, I just write...to try and get something out of me. To remember that I am in conversation with God, to know God's presence...and I get that from writing...sometimes. I just feel like I need to check in with myself--you know?
I don't have a lot of words these days, so it isn't easy for me to sit here and type away about not having words. On FaceBook, it's worse--I love FaceBook---I love reading what all of my friends are doing, thinking...the wit! the pithiness! the humour! the irony! the perfectly worded phrases! Me? I search for something not too stupid, too revealing, something light and fun and not too self-centered.
Sometimes, I feel like I am empty headed (is that the same as an air head?)....I search in my brain for the Word, or Thought....
and all I can find or hear is that sound--
that sound of being underwater--do you know that sound?
Maybe I am hibernating a little bit. Tis the season, I know.
I am wondering, though when the words will return. How they will return.