For Better or Worse, The Blog is Back

Well, here we are. A new old home for the Time to Write blog replete with a hardy (hearty?) band of faithful readers. Thank you for making the move with me! I appreciate that you and your interest are here. ❤️

Also, just to say, I’ve missed you! 

I come to you now in a very different mindset from the one that has plagued me lo these last few years. That one that was full of fear, full of rage. That manufactured-by-the-zeitgeist mindset that set me against all that was unfamiliar, uncomfortable and un-, I don't know, -friendly? You know what I mean; you live in the same world I do. So, you can look forward to posts that are still meaty but less yell-y. Fewer tight fist wavings and more open-hearted and -minded cocks of the head. A curious kitty, me.

Why I Took a Posting Pause

The fact is I got scared. Scared to write. Scared to post. Scared to share. Scared of offending. Scared of seeming disingenuous. Scared of repercussions. Scared of being misunderstood/misconstrued/cancelled. Scared of my own honesty and scared that it would turn people away. But also scared of how easy it was for me to hold back on some points of view, to be cowardly in the face of discord. 

And, so, I chose silence. I didn’t know I was choosing it at the time but, in retrospect, I see that is what happened. Especially in this world of noise, noise, noise! (to quote The Grinch), silence is a healing balm. Silence does not allow for reactivity; it welcomes grace and dignity and thoughtfulness. Silence quells the vapid and makes room for the meaningful. I don’t know if I have taken enough of a break; we shall see. 

So, here I am. Taking another kick at the can.

For now, I will leave you with this poem because I am taking baby steps and this is all I can manage for now.

Do not try to save  

the whole world  

or do anything grandiose.  

Instead, create  

a clearing  

in the dense forest 

of your life  

and wait there  

patiently,  

until the song  

that is your life  falls into your own cupped hands 

and you recognize and greet it.  

Only then will you know  

how to give yourself to this world 

so worthy of rescue.

~ Martha Postlethwaite