Following my Bliss

I am done with my blogging break. Following my bliss (the phrase courtesy the mythologist, Joseph Campbell) these days and yet I have a niggling doubt that I need to reach out to my blogging friends who have made this journey worthwhile so far. In the days I was inactive and mooning about and looking at things from every perspective known to man and telling myself that they all are right, I also ignored a lot of my friends. They come in different categories. Because wisdom and another man’s (this one seems to have come from a woman) perspective says that one must have lots of social circles. Social circles pertaining to work, hobby clubs, sports activities, school friends, community/neighbours. This is because if something goes wrong in one area of your life, you can fall back upon other social circles. And believe me, things do go wrong and very frequently.

Anyway, my newest social circle was the blogging group. And when my blog fell by the wayside, the friends got pushed to the periphery of my consciousness even though I got reminder after reminder of them through blogging channels.

Thank you Aadhirai for nominating me for the Silly Rambleee challenge. I was pleased but I acted like the perfect ostrich, burying my head in the muck of my life. Every time I looked up, I saw your notification and went right back to the sand. Next time, I might want to dig a deeper hole! Thank you so much, Wandering Story Teller for an unofficial nomination to talk about my loves and dislikes. There are so many things I love and I did a short list here and I could have just pulled it out again but I wanted to do a blazing post like yours and go out in glory but that couldn’t be done and I sat around looking for inspiration. Umber nominated me for a lovely Five Days, Five Stories Challenge. I thought it over a lot and wanted to squeeze my entire life’s philosophy into those five stories. I deliberated and started but you were not around to cheer me on. Where are you now? Joyroses and Ameena did such wonderful posts on beauty and I was tempted to follow along and I put in a lot of poetry into it but I chickened out in posting it. Priceless Joy has a jolly weekly Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers and as I did aspire to be a writer, I faithfully sent in my contribution till I….. yes you guessed it right…I stopped. She did wonder why I did not find it addictive enough. Well, I am tempted to say, here I come. Photrablogger has a path breaking Mundane Monday challenge where everything is deemed beautiful and it enticed me to start taking loads and loads of photographs of anything and everything. I did stop posting after a few times, though. Thanks to your support and endlessly asking about my writing, I was finally contrite enough to start writing again on my blog.

Flush from the thankfulness, I would like to insert a line mentioning how my blog has started the second year of its existence. I should probably be doing a full fledged post on this, as is the norm, thanking even more friends but I would like to keep it a quiet party.

And just so that my quiet party does not get much attention, I am trying to sandwich it in between thanks for other readers who would check back periodically just to see if I had published anything. Thank you to Ordinary Handsome and Singh Circle for appreciating every little thing I wrote or every experimental photo I posted. Whenever Jill visits me, my stats go boom. Thanks for reading everything, even long forgotten posts. Yes, I could not get away from my stats page. I am waiting for things to get normal here again and I look forward to reading all my favourite bloggers who evoke a range of emotions in me, ah, making me laugh and cry and everything in between. I am still waiting for my poem, Elisabeth.

And lastly, (because saying lastly again is the done thing in case of speech kind of post) I remember all my non blogger friends who take time out to read me regularly, after asking me numerous times about my posts on Instant Messaging.

Day 30 of Nablopomo

What happens when you commit to something?
What happens when you follow it through with passion and conviction?
What happens when you write every day?
In short, what happens when you participate in Nablopomo, and reach the end and have a ‘I Did It’ post to write?

A few things happen:

Commitment itself is reward. It is empowering and exhilarating. It is opening the door to potential and inviting your resources in to make it happen.

Once you are determined to see things through, no matter what, paths open up, obstacles dissolve, divine help materializes.

Dreams coupled with preparation lead to magic.

Your craft improves. You get to the place you are going faster. You discover your shortcomings and strengths and that is just so good because you know what to improve and what to capitalize on.

You start dreaming bigger because you could do this, so you could definitively do more.

You are happy and want to shout ‘I Did It’ or modesty resolve to go for higher peaks (depending on your personal disposition).

And as befits any speech, I must end with a note of thanks to my readers, dedicated followers, other excellent writers, my children who insisted on coming down with fever every few days, having birthdays and school concerts so that I was more determined than ever, WordPress mobile apps which made publishing possible in view of erratic internet connections and my tablet for providing the hardware and psychological support. Ah! also my spouse for going on a business tour so that I could feed the children instant noodles and write.

P.S. I am tempted to continue the writing streak, but I spared a thought for my followers who might already be feeling exasperated.