NEW BEGINNINGS

I find it somewhat uncomfortable to start this composition, having never had a blog before. I suppose I find all new beginings to be difficult; just part of my nature. Other people plunge in, exuberantly, enthusiastically, bravely, unthinkingly, with ease. I am the one standing at the water's edge, nervously testing the water, afraid of the sudden shock to my system.

Almost everyone I've spoken with during the past few decades has encouraged me, "Oh, you should write! You are so good with words, so natural, so fluid! You must write, or you will waste your talent!" Yes, I have written, one or two things, set down with great stinginess on paper, then transferred to computer, printed, and bound. It is stinginess of time, of heart, of words: perhaps because I was trained as a child to avoid drawing attention to myself, and chastised for it. Even my husband exclaimed, "A BLOG! What do you need a BLOG for?" And then, in a voice of smaller letters, "what is a blog?", never considering that the medium has changed since our youth, and one must move with the times, or die. Not considering that there comes a time of testing, when one must exhibit the work done, show the thoughts written, expose them to the audience.

So, here, my offering: a new begining, a new challenge to myself. Is it primarily about me? For the time being, yes, until I find my ground. When I can walk steadily, and lift my head up, to look around, then we'll see what we see . . .

Stromek