The truth is that I refused to get on the blogging bandwagon in 2007 when a friend suggested that 'it was the way to go,' with the same vehemence that I rejected getting a cell phone for years. Until I got a cell phone and within days I wondered how I had survived so long without one.
It is in the same tail-between-my-legs-way, that I start this my first blog post.
You see, I come from a 'private' family --at least one of the branches of it is. We are forger-aheaders. We solve problems and make choices that make sense. We look for the silver lining and celebrate the hell out of it. We practice gratitude for all of the concrete blessings we experience and posses... But the emotional side of things is a little more "scant," to say it some way...
Baring my soul is NOT something I enjoy doing, and it may be a chief reason for my becoming a therapist. I find transparency and vulnerability compelling. I admire a person's willingness and courage to go there and lean into it. But me, I am mostly fine.
It was a few months ago that art, once again, pierced that stoically practical veneer and started to create an urgent need...
It is in the same tail-between-my-legs-way, that I start this my first blog post.
You see, I come from a 'private' family --at least one of the branches of it is. We are forger-aheaders. We solve problems and make choices that make sense. We look for the silver lining and celebrate the hell out of it. We practice gratitude for all of the concrete blessings we experience and posses... But the emotional side of things is a little more "scant," to say it some way...
Baring my soul is NOT something I enjoy doing, and it may be a chief reason for my becoming a therapist. I find transparency and vulnerability compelling. I admire a person's willingness and courage to go there and lean into it. But me, I am mostly fine.
It was a few months ago that art, once again, pierced that stoically practical veneer and started to create an urgent need...
In the fall of 2012 I attended a retreat that stirred my core and made it impossible to ignore my need to re-focus on my art.
NOW.
So here I am: the studio gets my regular visits. I built this first draft of the website... and published it!! (Although I haven't told anyone about it except for Chris) And now the blog post numero uno of all times, and the promise of more to come.
Here it is: a small, perfectly flawed first step that faithfully falls inline with my dad's encouragement to get things done: "lo mejor es el enemigo de lo bueno."
And I must confess that I feel a little thrill in my fingertips at the thought that I am about to press the "Publish" button!
NOW.
So here I am: the studio gets my regular visits. I built this first draft of the website... and published it!! (Although I haven't told anyone about it except for Chris) And now the blog post numero uno of all times, and the promise of more to come.
Here it is: a small, perfectly flawed first step that faithfully falls inline with my dad's encouragement to get things done: "lo mejor es el enemigo de lo bueno."
And I must confess that I feel a little thrill in my fingertips at the thought that I am about to press the "Publish" button!
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