How distressingly lax I've been about my blogging. It's ironic, really, because in January I took a spiritual development class that included learning to journal well. I've since started a paper journal and grossly neglected this electronic one.
But that has me thinking about what I share and when. Sometimes I think I would like one day to say the things I mull over on paper to the "world" on this blog. I like to think that it would be a lesson in being my authentic self.
But of course, I never would, because even when I talk to myself, I edit.
It's incredible to me how much I edit my thoughts in my own head, asking, "Should this be said? Should this be said now? Should this be said by me?" And it's a help and a hindrance. Lost chances and last minute saves come from our editing. Tact, nuance, all these things that we run our brains over everyday, almost without thought, help us to, I think, love our neighbors.
And as much as I would relish living "uncensored," love is more important.
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