Starting over – again
It would be redundant to say “starting over – again,” if it weren’t so true, and true on so many levels. Starting this blog over, not for the first time. Starting over in relationships – not for the first time. Starting over in trying to focus on accomplishing something, instead of acting like life is one big facebook page and I can just scroll through and click on whatever I want to look at for the moment. Ok, maybe my life has been like that lately, but I was reading something somewhere the other day that suggested that might not be the most productive way to go through life. And I know that’s true. Fun maybe, but not so productive.
And I’ve got plenty to focus on! Escorting (at the abortion clinic, not the other kind of escorting!) trying to pull together a book about escorting, my own book that I’ve been neglecting for way too long, helping plan for the art exhibit in July focused on promoting advocacy and healing for abuse survivors, the mentoring program for the lay counselors in Rwanda, my own work – the work I get paid to do, that is, developing some training for cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT,) further developing my skills in dialectical behavior therapy (DBT), and that’s just a beginning.
There’s exercise and reading and finding time to meditate. There’s church and my nephew’s basketball games and spending time with The Julias and Megan and Kayla. There’s no end to the fun.
So why would I think this is the time to add blogging to my to-do list? I’m hoping that it will help me capture and let go of some thoughts and ideas. That way I could move on to other ideas without feeling like I’ll lose what I’m thinking already. If that makes any sense at all. We’ll see.