I listened to a program on NPR radio a few days ago that discussed blogging. I can’t remember who the speakers were, but the main idea was about how people read blogs for distraction; for example to read about the daily lives of movie stars. There is so much going on in each of us everyday that it amazes me how people could be interested in such trivia. This kind of activity exemplifies yet another form of disassociation so prevalent in our culture.
Hearing this program made me question my own “blog,” asking myself why I am writing this online journal? Initially it was suggested to me to bring in more traffic, which it has done. But writing is something/a ritual that I have done for many years. It is part of being an artist for me as well as a tool for clearing and digging within. Yet, what I chose to reveal here is just a glimpse of what’s there, which I feel to be appropriate for an audience, and especially one that I am blind to. Although I believe that vulnerability is actually a strength, it’s important that it’s done in the right context where the conditions are favorable and the people are compassionate, open and evolved enough to hold it.
I’ve just taken a 4-day Continuum workshop that was extraordinary, as they always are. At the end of it I came down with a rip-roaring cold, which I still have. This morning, after a long sleep I feel better, though it’s now at the stage where it has moved from to my chest. I usually walk away from these workshops feeling euphoric whereas the cold is weighting me down to another reality; perhaps it’s a clearing process and at the other end refreshed creativity awaits me.
Here’s a painting for you, to make up for my lack of words.
