My dear friend who is moving to Amsterdam is considering the possibility of starting a blog. I hope that she does. Not only for herself, to document her journey as an expatriate in the Netherlands, as a yogi, as a world traveler. But also for her mother and sister and family and friends who will miss her daily presence in our lives.
You may already know that the earliest blogs were called “online journals.” And in my opinion, blogs trump reality TV. A blog is like a window into the blogger’s life. The window may be a peephole or it may be floor to ceiling. The glass may be frosted, tinted, or completely transparent. You can make this window as big or as tiny, as cloudy or as clear as you choose. There are no rules except for the ones you make (and break) yourself. You can post once a day, twice a week, or once a month. Blogging requires a commitment, but it does not have to be a scary one. Blogging should never take over your life, and if it does, you’ll know because you have nothing to write about.
I know that many people blog in hopes of making money. But rarely do blogs make a significant income. So, I have to ask…
Why do you blog?
If you’re reading this and you have a blog, I’m talking to you. I’d like to know. In exchange, I’ll tell you why I’m here.
To make sense of this wildly happy yet devastatingly sad life. You can’t experience one end of the spectrum without also knowing the other. If you never had a bad day, how would you recognize a good day? All moments would be the same. And that is boring. Life is a lot of things, but it is certainly not boring.
So here I am, blogging about the good and the bad. Willing that there will be more of the former than the latter. When I write down my thoughts and experiences, I understand. Everything is clearer. The good seems great and the bad seems not that bad.
I blog for retrospection.
I blog for creativity. For a creative outlet. Sometimes I tell stories, sometimes I review, sometimes I rant, sometimes I rave.
Sometimes I just write (like right now). Sometimes I am sarcastic and other times I serious. I’m a changeable Gemini, what can I say? My voice depends on my mood. Depends on the sunshine or the lack of sleep I’ve had.
I blog to find my voice. I write whatever I want and I share it with the world. Intimidating. But also good practice.
I blog for memories.
I blog to write.