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Me, you and the mirror

04/21/2011

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This is the fourth blog post. Number four. The number I thought I wouldn't get to. Bloody wonderful.

I was going to write something anecdotally delightful that would make you laugh and laugh and think, “Man, I can't wait for her to write a book!” But I started and there was no flow. The words were clunky and forced and I realised that I am not yet ready for anecdotal delights. I am still in the purging-my-kak phase of blog writing.

So here is some more kak. 

I thought I was going to keep this blog my little secret. Like a diary, but online. And then I realised that it (and I) desperately need to be read. Desperately!

But why? Why this neediness? Why can't I do this quietly on my own? What’s up with the audience?

I don't really have an answer. Just a very grateful acknowledgment to any readers who find these pages that the reading is critical to the journey. 

It's not a dirty little secret. It's a public record. To live, it must be read.

 


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Sy link
04/21/2011 20:03

this resonated so much with me. especially the ending. "it's a public record. to live, it must be read." beautiful. if it helps, just think about today's post/accomplishment/successes/tasks. for me, anything more can be overwhelming. master today, tomorrow will come.

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SweatyFairy
04/21/2011 22:01

It needs to be read because what you're saying will ring true with so many *real* women. Admire you for taking the plunge. Please carry on with the blogging - we all need a reminder that even when it's it's kak, the journey is great :)

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Sarah link
04/26/2011 20:55

@Sy Thanks for your words. remaining in the present - something I am not always that good at doing. well - except sometimes when i am soooo in the present that I totally forget about small things called - consequences :)

@SweatyFairy thanks chick. And I don't think you are that sweaty!

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