I forgot again. I took it seriously, and that made it too hard to do anything. See, whenever I start telling myself that this has to be a real blog, that there needs to be real content and that people will only read what's valuable information, that I have to be serious and also that I have to sell my services (hey! buy my services!) and do it all right, it all goes to h-e-double-hockey-sticks. Look! There I go again!
So, then, I forget to write. Or rather, I CAN'T write. because it won't be good enough.
That's all bunk. Because this is MY blog. and you are reading it.
I had a thought tonight, when I was thinking about gardening and what a chore it is. "I hate gardening," I thought. And then I stopped. "No, I hate having to garden. I wish it could be fun, like it was when I was little. When I was just playing."
I need to just play. Play blog writer. Play mom. Play consultant, teacher, storyteller. I need to play "professional lady going to work," and gardener and wife and dog owner. When I'm playing at those things, they're fun. I feel light and free, and things are possible.
What are you playing?
Sara Renee Logan has been telling stories to everyone who would listen since she was seven. She organized storytimes for her college roommates, and spent a year at Oxford studying folklore and folktales. Many years as a Waldorf teacher allowed her to tell stories about everything from Baba Yaga's hut on chicken legs to the water cycle to the life of Joan of Arc. Sara shares her life with her partner, Melanie, their son, and an unreasonable family of pets. She continues to share her love of storytelling and stories with audiences of all ages, specializing in bringing the wild beauty of folktales to young and old. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.