So, how does one begin blogging again?
It’s been a year since I’ve come to Dunblane, and a year since this blog fell into a pattern of weary neglect. And yet, I can never quite give it up. I do the same thing to houseplants: ignoring them for weeks till they turn a sickly pale shade, and then swooping in with over-abundant water and profuse apologies and promises never to let it happen again.
This time, I tried to begin blogging again by redesigning the thing. Still longing for beauty. Still foolish enough to think it can be found through Cascading Style Sheets. WordPress had a whole host of new styles for me. But none of them helped. It’s still the same old blog — and actually, I like this old theme that I’ve been tweaking for so long.
So, there is no easy fix. No fresh look, with which I can spur myself to action.
I shall have to do this the hard way by thinking of things to say.
I celebrated Pentecost by losing my voice.
Through my laryngitis, I preached (in part) about how the Spirit helps us to find our voice: refuses to let us be silenced.
Do stop and enjoy the irony.
But it occurs to me that that is precisely where I am:
struggling to speak
still believing that it is worth speaking
trying to find my voice.
Blogging as discipline…
But really, that’s about as realistic as telling my plants I will never again abandon them to the desert. I need your help with this. A few of you have been very loyal, despite my not writing. Can you nudge me on the way?
I’m going to try to blog most days again. (oh dear, how non-committal I’ve become) But I’m hoping you’ll get me started…
What shall I blog about?
Give me a word, and image, a sentence, a question, and idea.
Each and every day. By Twitter. By comments. By phone. By email. What shall we talk about today?