I thought about calling this through the Looking Glass, but I figure that's copywrited.
I've spent the weekend trying to network and gather something of a following. I used to have one, I kind of miss it. Not so much as an ego thing, as feeling like I belong to a kind of inline family. Not like Facebook where I know 90% of my friends, maybe 95%. But strangers pulled together.
I came to the conclusion today that blogging is like peeping through windows. Kinf of like a peeping tom, but with permission. Everytime we hit the "Publish Post" button, we give permission to total strangers to look into our lives, our thoughts, our feelings, our dreams, our hopes, our nightmares...
It takes bravery I think. Especialy if you are brave enough not to censor yourself and write with total honesty. The scariest part of that, for me at least, it when I go back in time and look at some old posts and say, "What the heck? Was that really me that wrote that? I'm so not that person anympre."
Old posts scare me! Because yes, I really wrote that. That is who I was in that moment of time. Like I said in a recent post, I'm not perfect in my Christianity, but I keep trying. Probably one of my saving graces! Lol!
And I'm crazy enough to let everybody watch though this window! I think I just came up with a new title for this blog!
I've been wanting to change it. The Other Side of Reality is a good name, but it's old and no longer fits me and who I am. Window Into My Reality would be much more suiting at this present time!
I've spent the weekend trying to network and gather something of a following. I used to have one, I kind of miss it. Not so much as an ego thing, as feeling like I belong to a kind of inline family. Not like Facebook where I know 90% of my friends, maybe 95%. But strangers pulled together.
I came to the conclusion today that blogging is like peeping through windows. Kinf of like a peeping tom, but with permission. Everytime we hit the "Publish Post" button, we give permission to total strangers to look into our lives, our thoughts, our feelings, our dreams, our hopes, our nightmares...
It takes bravery I think. Especialy if you are brave enough not to censor yourself and write with total honesty. The scariest part of that, for me at least, it when I go back in time and look at some old posts and say, "What the heck? Was that really me that wrote that? I'm so not that person anympre."
Old posts scare me! Because yes, I really wrote that. That is who I was in that moment of time. Like I said in a recent post, I'm not perfect in my Christianity, but I keep trying. Probably one of my saving graces! Lol!
And I'm crazy enough to let everybody watch though this window! I think I just came up with a new title for this blog!
I've been wanting to change it. The Other Side of Reality is a good name, but it's old and no longer fits me and who I am. Window Into My Reality would be much more suiting at this present time!
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Spock would be ... fascinated ... by your choice of words! lol