It has been quite some time since I have been in a regular blogging routine.
I could share excuses, but there really is no one I must answer to, except myself.
Writing for me is how I process, so you can imagine how many thoughts have been swirling around in my head for much longer than usual.
There have been news stories and headlines that have caused my passion to ignite. I’ve experienced more stress than I care to express. I’ve learned about how to do a better job of being relational and just being with people where they are at.
There is plenty to write about, that’s for sure.
But every time I have even thought about it I have stopped. Why? I am tired. I am wondering if what I write even matters? If I am doing this for myself, then maybe I don’t need to share it with my friends.
The positive response and support I have received from those who read my blog posts has been great, but I began to question if maybe it wasn’t worth anything of value to keep sharing.
I pawned it off as a season where I just simply needed to take a break. But it is more than that.
I’m learning how to verbalize my thoughts and feelings rather than internally processing and sharing them through written word. I am learning the importance of speaking up for myself when my voice might get lost in the crowd.
This doesn’t mean that I am going to stop blogging, but in this season, I am learning about myself separate from this form of expression. I dealing with challenges and growing as a person and doing so without the need to record it. I do miss the time I spend putting the words together, which seem to best express what I am trying to convey.
But as my word of 2014, “Embrace” says to me, I need to give this new avenue a chance.