I stumbled across a post from one of my followers the other day and I hadn’t seen her around for some time. Come to find out that she changed and restarted her blog for what she said was the seventh time. It made me think about my own blog and it’s hard to believe that a year has gone by since I started myself. Four total views last May grew into six views the following month until it picked up more momentum and my tiny voice got a little louder. The rest is history as I continue to grow both on the blog, in my writing style and as a person. I was thinking about her words and her being unhappy with the direction her blog was going in.
I had pondered my own, knowing that my blog started as “My journey” through life, the intention was that it served as an outlet for my thoughts and feelings, things that often fell flat of understanding in the real world. I believed there were others, feeling the same or at least questioning the same that I was. There had to be and no way could I be the only one. Still, I needed validation and I craved reassurance that I wasn’t going crazy. Most of all I wanted to speak out in an effort to comfort those who were in the process of finding their own voice. Lastly it was following my passion of writing, to practice and use this blog as a platform that would eventually and hopefully develop my skills. I wasn’t very confident in the beginning I must say (no wonder I had only 4 views) and even though I am happy with the progress of English as my second language, I didn’t know if I would ever be able to weave and draw my readers into the fairytale of storytelling. For the first time in my life I felt with certainty that I knew what my dream job would be. I wanted to be a writer, a storyteller to be exact that could not only serve as an outlet or a point of reference and understanding, but also would be somebody that is a reminder that magic exists and wonder lives within all the little things that surround us. To be an escape for others who live vicariously and if lucky bring joy and a sense of contribution and help to their lives.
Her simple remark of starting over for the seventh time because she decided to change the direction once more, brought on all these thoughts in my own head. I too had thought about the direction of my blog. “My journey”, my life experiences, my spiritual awakening, coming to terms with challenges and day to day struggles, the things I originally thought that I would write about most, took on a different direction all together. The travel pictures of my vagabonding adventures took over and dominated my blog scroll. I used to call them fillers for when there was little time to write about my journey and for awhile I think it made me struggle with the content of my blog. Even though I know that some of you do enjoy those pictures. It was satisfying in a different sense but I feel the deeper meaning of this blog was lost to some extend.
Many can take a beautiful picture, but what’s the connection, what makes it personal and what makes somebody care for it? You can go on google and have all the pictures you could want, beautiful to look at but without a connection to the one taking those shots. Little relevance, kinda like whoop dee doo, maybe even evoking a loss of connection. You are not going to go back and look for that same artist, but then maybe you do. I wasn’t sure if people would enjoy or would look forward to this content when coming to this blog site. Many blogs that I follow stick to one subject and are more streamlined in that sense. Comparing again, I felt that my blog was all over the place, which was dependent on time and what was on my mind.
I contemplated the benefits of starting over and I believe I have come to terms with my own decision. I’m ok if this blog is multi dimensional and embraces diversity as well as variety. I realize that my travels, my hiking, painting and my art are all a part of “My journey” and so it shall stand. I believe it needs to be there to show that there can be balance to a life that is not always easy. We all struggle in our own way, trying to find our voice, to contribute and rewrite the content of what matters in our own book. I hope these posts can encourage to find that outlet that keeps us sane. To pursue it with such intend and passion that sets our very soul on fire and is the only way in the end.
It’s part of the process and the progress and I think a mere face lift to my blog theme with an about page as well as different categories could remedy this for an audience who might not care about all the subjects I write about. And thank you to all of you who regularly stop by and take the time to read and comment, for your support and for your own journey, the light you are to this wonderful community all that you contribute.
Happy Blog-Versary. Xo ❤