Today I want to write a little personal reflection. It’s Day 13 of the seventy-five day commitment to connect more deeply with God, Spirit, Holy, Love…to explore “What the Heart Knows” during the waning days of 2020.
Day 13 already! (And oh my goodness, ONLY Day 13?)
Almost twelve years ago I started a 365-day commitment to open the door, walk outside, and blog about it every day. That was a most awesome year, one of the most notable in my life, and I’ve often had a yearning to repeat the daily blogging experience.
When this calling to connect deeper to Spirit and share here on the blog arose, I felt great excitement to write daily once again. To see what it was like after all these years.
Daily blogging is really–words fail–something else.
It can be really cool to write publicly every day. It’s like journaling in front of the whole world (or, OK, a small audience). You learn how to develop a personal voice and write from what’s uniquely you. You figure out how personal you want to get. You learn to walk a fine line between sharing innermost thoughts and keeping private boundaries.
Every day is an experiment, trying new ways of writing, new topics, new photography. It’s a practice in discipline and commitment–saying you’re going to do something and following through (unless you get covid and end up sick, in which case, so sorry).
It can bring meaning and joy and fun into the days. Readers sometimes even share that the offerings bring enjoyment or open their worlds, and it can feel like you’re contributing to something larger than yourself. My nun-friend and blog reader, Fountainpen, used to gently scold: “Can’t you see your blogging as a calling, Kathy?”
It is also at times–let’s get real–a real pain. You have to come up with new material every day. This works great when you’re inspired, but what about when your brain has marbles rolling around? Or when you’re exhausted and creativity hides under the bed? What if you’re mad and pissed off and snarly? How do you write a piece that doesn’t deny your true experience, yet doesn’t spiral into the land of *too much*?
It’s especially hard to write a spiritual blog, methinks. Because you have to keep surrendering into the Holy Heart’s will and you have no idea what the Holy Heart’s will IS. These thirteen days have been a continual lesson in learning to trust Spirit. Learning to know that Life itself will reveal the next offering.
It can feel terrifying when it’s time to post and, hey Holy, c’mon, give me some crumbs will ya?!!
I am trying to publish daily posts around 8 a.m. just because. I discovered it absolutely necessary to write them the evening before, just after a satisfying dinner of, say, sweet potato and ground turkey poppers with garden squash and green salad.
If I wait until morning–you’re remembering the tired mouse, aren’t you?–the inner storyteller tells blogging stories all through the long dark night.
After the blog publishes I hang around the Internets (as my daughter calls this illustrious online world) for about an hour before turning off the computer for four, five, six hours.
Without those offline hours, this commitment would sour really quickly. I do not think about the blogging world until mid-afternoon. Instead, use those hours to engage in physical life, work, connect with the Holy Heart (some days easier than others) and generally goof around.
One drawback of daily blogging thus far: I miss savoring the actual posts, hanging around with them, allowing more people to see them. It feels like the fingers keep snapping: next post, next post, next post. You barely finish one and need to start looking for the next one. Blogging daily can feel like warp speed blogging, no time to rest and digest.
About four times I have written a blog just to discover it didn’t feel right. It’s not what the Holy wants to say. Two nights ago I wrote a 700 word post about “What spirituality means to me”. It was hard and fun and demanding to succinctly put it into words. Then Spirit nudged, “Instead of explaining in mental concepts, can you make people feel and sense what spirituality is?” I sighed and went back to the drawing board and crafted a brand-new pond story as a living parable of Oneness. Attempting to express deeper than words. It felt one of my most challenging assignments recently, but there’s no time to let it sprout seeds before the next post honks like a Canada goose as it flies overhead.
If you’re pondering writing a daily blog commitment—perhaps try it for two weeks first. Try it on and see if it fits for you. You will undoubtedly discover joys and annoyances, like much else in life.
I will continue blogging daily for now because the benefits still outweigh the challenges. Because it still seems the Holy is saying yes, please do this. Because I want to do this one more time in life. The lessons and teachings come forth with every post and it’s often the same: trust, let go, relax, gratitude.
As always I will keep listening to Spirit’s guidance because that is the core of this seventy-five day commitment. Maybe daily blogging will suddenly fall away to reveal something new. We never know what tomorrow will bring, do we?