So, I wonder if there’s another blogger, in the history of the blogosphere, who sets things up, makes one entry, and then sits idle for a year?
If not, then I’d say I’ve made history. I’m that girl and, I have to admit, I am completely intimidated by the thought of writing on this level.
I don’t get it. For the last 13 years, I’ve been writing and sharing my what’s in my heart with retailers and consumers with the sentimental verses that accompany my sentimental keepsake hearts. Heck, I even took a leap of faith and wrote the script for a musical that got produced and entertained audiences with a month’s worth of performances!
Somehow, though, this feels far more intimate, so much more revealing. With a few exceptions, I’ve never really shared my passion for creating or the process that goes along with starting with an idea, raw materials, two hands, imagination, critical thinking to produce something that’s a part of one’s very being.
Ever since the economic downturn, I’ve found the core of my being undermined by failure, watching years of work, hope, and promise evaporate, despite every ill-fated attempt to make it not so.
What I’ve learned, though, is that in spite of what is meant to be adversity and, yes, even failure, provide lessons, enlightenment, and self-effacement. To every thing, there is a time and a purpose and if only we, the imperfect creations of a perfect God, could yield to His plans for us, our true purpose in time might be revealed with greater clarity and expedience.
With a renewed purpose and appreciation for the creation that is me, I begin again, a little vulnerable, a little unsure, but, for what’s it’s worth, ready to share what I know, what I’ve learned, and some new adventures with a creative spirit that can’t be quelled by fear or hard knocks.
OK, so…start already!