This post has been in my head for days. Now that I am sitting and trying to write, I realise that I have no idea how to start it, nor how to build it up, nor how to end it. I guess, as usual, I will go with the flow and see where it takes me.
I could not have imagined that this day would come this soon. It is almost a year ago that I found an amazing blog and then I read the last post which was essentially a goodbye, an explanation of why the blog will not be updated again (ever). I was strongly affected (yes, affected, because I honestly have no other way of putting it since it is neither positive nor negative feeling that I felt (and still feel), it was rather an emptiness) by the way she talked about her muse dying and her life moving on. In my mind I instantaneously had an image of my blog. Although it is not read by many people, it still has a very special place in my heart and in my life. I thought that it will take me several years before I will be at a stage when I am ready to, well, give it up. How wrong I was.
It would be wrong to say that my muse is dying. On the contrary, for once in a long time I am actually on target and trying to achieve my goal, so dedication is not gone yet. However, over the years, this blog has changed, evolved, transformed and I actually feel that it no longer has a purpose. Over the past months it has been a struggle for me to write even one post a month (this has been my perpetual goal) and even if I wrote something it was usually a quote, a photograph, basically not my writing at all. Then, somehow something clicked in my head and I realised that maybe it is time to move on.
I doubt that anyone will feel any emotions in relations to this, I doubt many of you will read this but you have to understand that I am filled with poignancy writing this but I feel that saying goodbye to this blog is for the best. I don't know if I will ever return and write a couple more posts or whether this is it, the end, but I will definitely look back on what I have written over the years and I will laugh at my silly younger self, and I will also feel sad with her remembering the toughest times. I have loved having a blog, writing in it, writing for others (because, really, anything we write is always for someone) but I am ready to let go.
This is not the end neither for me, nor for you. There is so much more in this world for us to discover so let's go and make the best of our lives.
P.S. Some incredible words I feel I have to share with you.
Georgia Douglas Johnson - Your World
Your world is as big as you make it.
I know, for I used to abide
In the narrowest nest in a corner,
My wings pressing close to my side.
But I sighted the distant horizon
Where the skyline encircled the sea
And I throbbed with a burning desire
To travel this immensity.
I battered the cordons around me
And cradled my wings on the breeze,
Then soared to the uttermost reaches
With rapture, with power, with ease!
Walt Whitman - Song of Myself (Verse 52, stanza 7)
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.
P.P.S. Please forgive me for all the typos that you have seen in my posts over the years. I don't tend to re-read my posts before publishing them... I hope that this one is not as terrible as the others.
