I want to write something deep and insightful here. I have been reading back through my blog and I’m deeply disappointed that my recent posts have been so brief and shallow, superficial. Then I sit down here to write and don’t know what to write about.
I could tell about the decisions I’m trying to make..oh yeah, I did that already.
I could talk about the interesting books I’m reading…but I’m still reading the book by Ariel Gore and the one by Matthew Fox. I haven’t had any further illuminations to share from either of them.
I could talk about my Sullivan…I can always talk about him. But I have the same tales to tell now that I shared last fall. Except for the ones that involve the deep bitterness and betrayal I experienced during that time. Fortunately, that betrayal was balanced by the many other people that stepped forward to help when we needed it.
No, none of that really wants to be written about today.
So, I remain unsure of what to say. Is this even worth posting?
Probably not. I’ll do it anyway, though, because I want to. This scramble of words reflects the way my brain is working these days. It’s not sitting long on any one idea, even though I have things I really do need to think about and work through. For now, I’ll go work on chores (there’s a backlog of things to do around the house right now. ugh.)….maybe something will come to me as I do a dish washing meditation.
