Sunday, May 6, 2018

"writing in a journal reminds
you of your goals and of
your learning in life.
it offers a place where
you can hold a deliberate,
thoughtful conversion
with yourself."
-robin s. sharma


sometimes time slips. unexpectedly. swiftly. disappears from before your eyes. it's almost like taking a wild ride in the tardis with your very own personal doctor who! 

it's been rather like this here on my blog. i got swept away by allure of instant gratification of instagram. don't misunderstand, mind you. i love instagram! but it moves so quickly. makes it difficult to gather ones thoughts. so i find myself drawn back to the wellspring of my blog.


a blog can truly be one's journal. that place where you can explore thoughts. share them. get feedback. wander from room to room in one's imagination.


a place to jot down notes and thoughts to come back to and develop further. 


to collaborate. drink from the wellspring and refresh oneself.

i think i shall be spending more and more time here, once again...

namaste'

10 comments:

  1. Good to have you back. Love those dolls.

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    1. thanks penny! it's good to be back! i've missed the depth of blogging...

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  2. You’re a better artist than me. Good to read your blog again. I’ve been loving the dolls, too. All is well.

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    1. i don't believe in being a "better artist" than someone. i believe we are all fantastic artists, existing our experiences and truths as they need to be!

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  3. I love those dolls also. That hair is a kill! And lots of vibrant color and prints too. Yum.

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  4. Hi Joe! Good to see your post. I have been remiss with my blog as well. I think about posting and then, well, you know. Looks like you have been "good" busy. Blessings!

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    1. i often wonder what the block is for me. is it a deep seated fear that all i am doing is whispering into the darkness in hopes that someone else is out there, but that it may all simply be empty dark space? that i am alone? would that truly be a terrible thing?

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