This is my first post to a blog, any blog really, let alone my own. Is this self-obsession or honest seeking? I hope it might be a forum for musings, links to other interesting sites and articles, and a record of my (our?) process as it unfolds.
It looked like a great outlet in "Julia & Julia," as well as narcissistic.
At the moment, it is an experiment to see how writing feels again. I always try to remember to start any session of writing by invoking Natalie Goldberg's advice to give yourself permission to "write the worst s*&t in the world (universe, history of human kind, etc.)." I am free to write the worst s#*t I possibly can.
(Since I didn't really read the Terms of Service, I don't know if I am free to spell it out, however.)
My new Friend Stephen Dotson posed a question on Facebook the other day: How do you know when you're getting a leading? How is it different than following a hunch or listening to intuition? I did not get a leading to create a blog. But I have a hunch it may help in directing me toward my next leading.
Maybe it'll just provide a soapbox for my middle-aged maternal passive-aggressive Quaker menopausal rantings.
Time will tell.
So then --
Out beyond the idea of rightdoing and wrongdoing,
there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
That's Rumi. I think I'll leave it at that for now.
Good luck with your blog Amy. I will check in and see what's up. You are one of a handful of people, teachers, who still resonate in my head on a regular basis. Usually when I remember to work with my guitar and not against it or when after a long practice or teaching session to lie down on the floor for a while and release that tension.
ReplyDeleteYour thoughts as a Quaker are always welcome. Were raised a Quaker or adopt it? I actually dated a Quaker for a whole year. She was raised in a Quaker family. Her mother was aghast that her daughter would date a Catholic. I had an inkling of what my ancestors must of felt from the anglo-saxon world. It was such an anachronism. Her father was great. I actually went to a meeting once. It was fascinating. I liked it.
When I was in grad school I took a modern comp. course and I wrote a piece called Meeting based on that experience. It was essentially a neo-fluxus inspired pieces where a group of musicians started out silent and would only play if truly moved by a sonic idea. We all played it. It was fun. Happy blogging. Neal