Here We Go Again
I’ve been debating with myself a lot lately whether I should try to resume the blog, or if I should just let it slip into oblivion…if it is not already there. As my current day to day life is less than extraordinary, using it as a means of detailing my adventures seems silly. Today I worked on birds-meet-the-Supremes costumes, and later will make another version (1 of 3 different sizes) of a Cat in the Hat chapeau. I love this kind of work; surrounding myself with feathers and millinery supplies, coming home covered in bright orange fur that makes me look like I’ve taken up mugging on Sesame Street. It makes for quick, entertaining days, but ho-hum story telling.
This leaves me with the other popular option for blog formats, the deep thoughts, gut-wrenching, “here is how I see life” style. I find this puts me in a strange dichotomy, though. In some ways, I feel like it’s all been done. People have been yapping and theorizing and philosophizing for ages, and if every form of clothing is something old revisited, how much more so is conversation? Only a few design fashion, every person creates speech. My problem with this is not so much repetition, though, but the fear that I will not reword things in any profound or intelligent way, so why make a fool of myself for words the world already knows?
The ironic flip side of my hesitation is that I am not humble. When I read posting of the philosophical sort written in humility, they are beautiful. I know at least some of my shortcomings, however, and I loathe to think of rereading my writing to see arrogance and self-righteousness pouring forth. I have read postings of that sort, too, and they tick me off tremendously, likely because I could easily give off the same air. I do not want to be that way! I want to write, think, and feel with God-glorifying humbleness. I may too often have moments of self-importance, but, shoot, I at least want to keep from advertising them.
So there is my two sided problem, which of course is really motivated by just one issue: pride. Dang it, could I be any more predictable?
This leaves me with the other popular option for blog formats, the deep thoughts, gut-wrenching, “here is how I see life” style. I find this puts me in a strange dichotomy, though. In some ways, I feel like it’s all been done. People have been yapping and theorizing and philosophizing for ages, and if every form of clothing is something old revisited, how much more so is conversation? Only a few design fashion, every person creates speech. My problem with this is not so much repetition, though, but the fear that I will not reword things in any profound or intelligent way, so why make a fool of myself for words the world already knows?
The ironic flip side of my hesitation is that I am not humble. When I read posting of the philosophical sort written in humility, they are beautiful. I know at least some of my shortcomings, however, and I loathe to think of rereading my writing to see arrogance and self-righteousness pouring forth. I have read postings of that sort, too, and they tick me off tremendously, likely because I could easily give off the same air. I do not want to be that way! I want to write, think, and feel with God-glorifying humbleness. I may too often have moments of self-importance, but, shoot, I at least want to keep from advertising them.
So there is my two sided problem, which of course is really motivated by just one issue: pride. Dang it, could I be any more predictable?
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