To put the cards out on the table, I’ll say out loud that some of you struggle with the floating essence of this blog and others like it, and are just straight up frustrated when you don’t get ‘The 10 Best Ways To ….’ Althought that’s what’s expected for an article to be sucessful, I want my readers to know why many writers are not able to live up to that expectation. Here’s what’s going on.
When an essay writer forms a thought, a poem, a blog – any sort of sharing – what is being offered up is a partial piece of something. The writing might represent a feeling that comes up now and again, but not always the primary thought, and definitely not the only thought. It is a form of writing that catches the random fleeting experiences that are rarely spoken of, and yet real, which if given words, might become important and pivotal heart things. This form of writing is far removed from, say, cell phone manuals and the heavily digested step by step ‘how to’s. The reason essay writing comes across to many as ‘fingernails on chalkboard’. Mistrust the grays? You won’t wish to hear thoughts at the parimeter, and are right now saying to yourself “What is she talking about?”
A parable has the capability of easily being twisted and turned – morphed into hideous suggestions on how to live, if taken in by someone who resists the wider scope of things. A parable is only a part of the story and still Jesus himself used this form of communication. As important as noticing the way he delivered information is to notice how he did not say things. He did not give the outlined dissertation on faith, prayer and woman in leadership. Why? Because it is The Listener, The Curious, The Pondering Soul that is open, and from this, all of life becomes a teacher. In other words, the simple big picture, if noticed, changes us. I like Jesus’ style. I also like the ways of poets, musicians and essay creators. Speaking to the things rarely noticed awakes my fixated existence and gives me a toehold of hope and direction.
And so for the one who wonders why I write on cancer when I am clearly not on my last breath, I say to you, cancer is not a destination, it is a hovering roommate – moves in uninvited and shows up at will. Leaves remote and occasional internal experiences that are less harmful when shared.
Why write about faith? Because holy sightings of the unknown are brought to focus best when expressed.
For the person who wonders why I write about parenting and marriage when I’m clearly still searching to know more, it’s because I learn most from the placement of writen word. I share because we learn from each others mistakes and struggles. I write with the hope that, in turn, you will share yourself.
Why write about burning dinner, as I would never write 10 Best Ways To Burn Dinner, although now that I think about it, I’ve got at least 100. I say ‘tell me what you’re most ashamed of – we will find a closeness we’ve not known’.
This is writing for me.
A process of vulnerabilities,
of incomplete ideas,
of the unspoken.
The choice I made when I started blogging.
That great exchange.
‘What Will Others Think’
There are no ’10 Best Ways’ for that.
And so I meander.