Resolution

New Year’s Day has come and gone, January is passing quickly.  Here I am, struggling with my resolutions.  The New Year starts off fresh and hopeful, but the minutiae of daily life quickly bogs me down.  It is still January, the hopefulness of a fresh start is lingering for a few more days.   So here I am.  That resolution to write more, craft at least one satisfactory blog post a month. . .

The upside, it is still January.  Maybe I should master something simpler?  For example, I could resolve to check pants’ pockets for tissue, before I do laundry.  The embarrassment of sending my family out into the world with tiny bits of paper decorating their posteriors is catching up with me.

Since I have started blogging, I often ask, what makes a “good” blog post?  What constitutes good writing?  Verbosity?  Photographs?  Humor?  Sincerity?  I have mastered verbosity, I can sling B.S., string big words together giving the appearance of intelligence.  I rely on readers, to validate my writing.  I’m not a true writer, my writing is not born of a pure and independent desire to write, read or unread.  I rely on readers, to validate my writing.  Feedback and shared reflections stoke my desire to produce,

Nonetheless, I want every post to grow from a place of authenticity, I want to write only what I know. More often than not these posts, spew onto the page with minimal thought.  Occasionally, they grow from kernels of thoughts, incubated in my head while I walk or ride the wide open spaces.

So today, I rediscover my resolution.  I will more mindful in cultivating my creativity.  Life is a beautiful gift, I want to be present and document my gift through the creativity of writing, craft, and art.  Rediscover the extraordinary in ordinary events.  I begin today, by reminding myself of my intention.  What are your resolutions?