I love to write. I love blogging. Yet there are challenges. Distributing my focus lowers my effectiveness. That troubles me. And yet, though each site has meaning to me. But each site has costs, economic and otherwise. Every time I focus on one, I can’t focus on another.
I haven’t had an objective, much less a strategy on any of my sites. I love to write poetry, about Seattle, about sustainability, geek culture, about so very much. Each site has value to me. I hate the idea of neglecting one at the expense of another. Yet I also hate writing substandard stuff. I prefer to be proud of what I put on the internet.
This time in history has so many choices; a blizzard of potentials and possibilities. And I hate letting go of those potentials. Any of them. Yet I know that must be done to achieve ANY of them. How does one choose which baby to let die?
Perhaps overly dramatic, but it captured the sentiment I’ve been struggling with.
Being the Seattleite, I have a natural dislike for heat. Pushing 90 is well past the zone of comfort. And, even with the abrupt temperature drop of evening, I find it hard to sleep, even in the low 80s. So I'm looking forward to today, with a not quite 10 degree drop, and Thursday/Friday where we drop back into the 70s.
"All Our Dreams Can Come True, If We Have The Courage To Pursue Them." ~Walt Disney
Finding and keeping this kind of courage is challenging at best. So much in life seeks to suck that out, to bring us down and drain our dreams into dust. Pursuing our dreams is often more work than surviving, but it's far more rewarding, giving life and energy.
May you find and nurture that inspires and invigorates you.