I’ve been AWOL for a month. And feeling a little guilty for neglecting my blog.
It’s not that I have run out of things to say after blogging for 7 years. It’s because I have spoken so much in my other life in recent times, that the thought of expressing more is not inviting. I just want to shut up and let the world go about its business while I retreat into my quiet.
I made a promise to myself years ago that I will blog because I want to and not because I have to. Interestingly since that moment long ago, much of life feels like an ‘I want to’ than a ‘I have to’. So while the promise made long ago still hold, the counter-point is almost nonexistent.
I am back here because I am missing this space of exploring without an agenda or objective, meandering without particular purpose, with a dose of guilt thrown in 😉 . This space is also one in which I am accountable only to myself, with plenty of allowances to be silly or wistful or experimental.
Can I keep a promise yet break it?
Perhaps I shall make a new promise, to be present when I am compelled to be, like today. And I give myself permission to be absent.
So it is with life – permission to be present or absent, to appearance and disappearance.
Sharing something on my playlist this week:
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