Dear Diary, Sometimes after I write a post I really like, such as yesterdays where I get something off my mind, I find it hard to follow. It is like when the cookies turn out just the way you like them but then the new batch do not quite live up. Blog writing is like that. You do not have it all the time. You have probably noticed that over time the writing on the blog changes. It goes from community, to personal, to studio. This is very real and honest progression because over time, even in the course of a year my interests change. My abilities also change. Sometimes I just can’t seem to write in a personal way, while another day it just flows. The practice of writing a blog is a practice, that is for sure. You promise yourself to show up and sit and write what you can. Sometimes I think it might be better if I wrote less frequently, and more personally the way I used to when I first started but then the blog would not be a record of my studio life.
A studio life…what the heck is that? Well it is a life built around family, art and creativity. It is a life that focuses on trying to be honest and authentic so that will show through in my artwork. It is a life of just trying to my level best. It is my life and I share it here day in , day out. My notes here are like,”notes to self”. Sometimes it feels inauthentic to write Dear Diary when I know full well that I am writing to you, the readers. Then I remember that I am writing this blog for you, but also for me. I write here to connect with my own thoughts and ideas. When I am busy writing a new book or course, this writing changes. When I am lost in a new project or teaching a workshop this writing changes. I would not say it suffers, it just morphs.
Writing is kind of like a prayer for me. I just ramble on a bit, get lost, then wind my way back and reel it in. So I come here sometimes to let go, sometimes to find myself. It is my notebook, and I am happy to share it. I am actually glad to read your comments on it. This year I hope to be more diligent in responding to your comments. If you take the time to leave comment I will try to respond back when I can. The more I think about it the more right it feels, so I’ll do what I can there.
I have not forgot about the blog give away. In fact, everyday, I change it a little. You see Peter, the man who helps me with my website is re doing my front page and I want to celebrate the give a way as part of that. So it is coming, and I hope you’ll like it and not think me foolish! I am actually a little foolish, it is something I cultivate, so you might think that, and that’s okay! The thing is , I have not forgotten.
As for Comments on blog posts, here is one you might like:
From a Comment on the blog posted by blog reader Marianna Halassy. I thought I might repeat it here as it is lovely and might get missed in the comments section of yesterday’s post.
The following is from one of our famous journalists, Regina Brett, who is 57. I think all of you will enjoy it!
– Regina Brett’s (Cleveland Plain Dealer columnist) 45 life lessons and 5 to grow on
To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.
It is the most-requested column I’ve ever written.
My odometer rolls over to 50 this week, so here’s an update:
1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.
8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.
12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don’t compare your life to others’. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don’t worry; God never blinks.
16. Life is too short for long pity parties. Get busy living, or get busy dying.
17. You can get through anything if you stay put in today.
18. A writer writes. If you want to be a writer, write.
19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Overprepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words: “In five years, will this matter?”
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
35. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
36. Growing old beats the alternative – dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood. Make it memorable.
38. Read the Psalms. They cover every human emotion.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.
41. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
42. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.
43. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
44. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
45. The best is yet to come.
46. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
47. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
48. If you don’t ask, you don’t get.
50. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.