Today I found myself bedridden and had what I think people call free time! Musing around Facebook landed me on a friends blog (Alina, hope you don't mind my taking your lead) and I was inspired to use these few rare hours to create one of my own - make a public home for my random thoughts, poems, and meanderings. The added benefit is my friends will be saved from a few rambling emails when I'm in need of an audience for the antics of my wandering mind. I read once that an artist craves an audience and feedback for their work, so I suppose that is what I'm seeking.
For years I resisted the electronic written word and refused to abandon the satisfying feel of pen and paper. The impetus of the crisp pages of a journal or stationary and the act of matching stationary to the receiver are undeniably gratifying. But two kids, a career, sisters to love, a home to clean and hobbies to explore have taken their toll on my available time to savor writing moments. I've made peace with writing, musing and journaling electronically with the understanding that for now it is the only way to scratch the itch and free the words from my head. Perhaps, one day, I will be able to venture onto a porch overlooking a body of water in my retirement home that will welcome my children and their families. There I will ease into my chair with that crisp paper as my canvas and the pen as my brush - the tools of my creativity. I will write of my past, of my present and the beauty of the earth before me. I will send letters of love and encouragement to all those that enter my thoughts. Until that day, I will exercise my writing muscle with fingers to keys as I DANCE THROUGH LIFE.....
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