And we’re back!
Sometimes, we just want to be touched by the mystery of the unknown.
It’s been a long time coming, but I’ve finally decided to bring back the good ole’ blog. Though this time around I’m feeling fancy, so I’m calling it a journal. The word “blog” just isn’t doing it for me. Man, it feels good to finally move forward. I had been going back and forth forever because I kept debating between social media being a replacement for blogging and whether or not SubStack, or a newsletter, was the way to go. I was going around and around when, eventually, I just was like f*ck it, I’m just going back to what I know and love. And that’s writing long-form content on my own website. I already have this space of my own, and all those other things are just vehicles for distributing the thing anyway. So I finally stopped putting off MAKING the gosh-darn thing! I suffer from that age-old problem of overthinking, which gets in the way of just doing. My mantra for a while now has been “Don’t Think. Do.” and it’s finally starting to sink in.
Don’t get me wrong. I am a do-er. And I’m also a recovering perfectionist, which means in certain situations I feel a strong urge to have everything figured out before I can take action. I have a deep fear of being misunderstood and, therefore, try to anticipate questions or push-back, which makes me feel like everything I do requires an in-depth origin story before I can even begin to go into the details. And that, my friends, is how ideas wither away and die. So I finally said enough of the nonsense. I’m following the path of least resistance and seeing where it takes me.
Also, honestly, I’m feeling like there has been a slow and steady return to long-form content in more traditional forms. (Crazy to think that of blogs as “traditional” yet here we are.) You know, the whole pendulum swing thing. I, for one, know that I’m burnt out on social media and typing on my phone screen. For younger generations, it’s not even a return to tradition - all our “old ways” of doing things are novelties for kids raised in a digital world. Everyone is so used to getting exactly what they want when they want it, and being able to preview and curate experiences before they even have them. There are few opportunities for spontaneity or surprise or wonder or delight, or unexpected joys. It’s this lack that has given rise to the popularity of things like film cameras, where images can’t be approved ahead of time. And mystery box toys, where the anticipation is almost always better than the reward. Sometimes, we just want to be touched by the mystery of the unknown. I won’t be surprised when print magazines make a comeback. But I digress.
Since the last time I wrote in this space, my life has changed so much. My kids are older. I’m self-employed. Our house is done! The world we live in is unraveling in so many ways. And yet, every day I feel a deep sense of personal peace. A hard-fought peace, but peace nonetheless.
I’m so looking forward to inhabiting this space again.
