No I have not dropped off the face of the earth. I've just not had a lot to say lately. To be perfectly honest, I am at a crossroads about blogging. I know that I enjoy reading blogs that give me glimpses into your world but I'm not sure how that translates into what I share in my blog. I like a bit of privacy. I'm not a people picture person. I feel like I need permission to publish someone's picture online, especially children. Call me old fashioned but there it is.
I peek over here from time to time and am amazed that people stop by even though I am not actively blogging with any dependable routine. The numbers are inching up and I've nearly had 6k in visits. It makes me wonder what people are interested in hearing. So if you are reading this please take the time to let me know what you like to read about because I know you are there. I'm watching you ;) And for my loyal bloggies, thanks for coming over and looking for me.
I'm mulling over a few topics that have been on mind of late. I'm a very goal oriented person and when I don't have a goal I feel lazy and lost. The goal can be career oriented or personal, it doesn't matter but I need something to keep me interested in moving forward and not drifting laterally. People sometimes think I can't seem to find what I'm looking for, but that isn't it really. I see those people who claim to have found what they want in life and it seems static to me. I want movement in my life. Static = stagnant for me and that isn't living.
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| Bobbi |
Lest I digress into ten cent philosophy I will stop on that note. One last thing I will share and it has resonated with me since I heard it yesterday. I listened to a piece of music called "Vanessa". It combined music with the spoken word narrated by Vanessa and told her story. Vanessa was born deaf and lived her whole life as a deaf person until age 30 when she got a cochlear implant. A micro chip was implanted in her brain and she heard sound for the first time. Now being a musician first and everything else second the thought of not hearing is painful to me. Vanessa's description of hearing for the first time describes the power of sound, of music perfectly. On hearing sound for the first time she said :
"I felt my body moving inside."
I don't know about you, but I think I took that for granted. The sound of wind in the trees, beautiful music, a loved one's voice.......it all makes my body move inside. That is how I know I'm living.
