There’s going to be no apologies. No excuses for abandoning you readers here without words for so long.
I have missed you, but I’m actually not sorry. You see, I left you on purpose.
No, I didn’t quit my blog. I didn’t run out of words after writing a whole year’s worth of blog posts in the small month of February.
My silence has been intentional. I needed to make space to think. To quiet down, lower the volume and turn some things off. In my ongoing quest to find home, I realized I had settle to inside before I could ever even think about the scary idea of physically settling down.
I stopped looking for answers and went looking for some silence. It was an effort – a little like climbing a tall mountain– but a journey that I couldn’t bring you on.
It hasn’t all been quiet. I’ve discovered lots of sounds in the silence like birds chirping, burning matchsticks crackling and the sound my hammock makes when it blows in the breeze. Most importantly, I’ve discovered what it sounds like to listen to myself breathe.
And now I’m ready to roll again. To write again. To let the band play while I dance toward home in my sparkling ruby slippers. To re-embark on my quest for home and to invite you along.
I may stop for a little more silence here and there, just to make sure I’m still breathing and grateful. But don’t be worried, I’ll always come back. I’m here for good, remember.
And speaking of good and grateful, I’m glad you’re still here, that you stuck it out through my silence.
What have you been doing with all this quiet time?