Good morning, G.O. readers!
Well, there's only two more days until Christmas! Yay! Family time. "Off from work" time. Good food. Who could ask for more?
I was about to do a blog entry last night when I realized I didn't have anything to say. I really don't like those moments, because it either causes me to not do as many entries as I'd like, or it causes me to crank out sucky entries--and I really hate posting empty words just for the sake of saying I posted something.
Because this blog, is so new, the idea of not posting frequently, freaks me out. I feel like I need to post often to build an audience or to stay in touch with the audience I already have. I don't like the idea of disappointing anyone. I also like to have something of value to say because I really want to inspire and help people. Lately, I feel like I haven't had anything of value to say, (due to work issues and trying to juggle multiple endeavors at once).
Last night while I took a hot soak, I stopped and thought about if it's really so bad to just admit that sometimes there's nothing to say? Most of my life, I've been thought of as a quiet person. I was always the most quiet person in my classes at school. I've always been the most quiet person on my jobs (past and current); and over the years, I've gotten mixed messages about that. For my teachers, I was delightful; for my school mates, it sometimes made me seem weird. As an adult, I think people can view me as unapproachable (and still weird). Even for myself, I've often viewed my quietness as being a negative, (what's wrong with me? why can't I be a social butterfly like everyone else?). But is being quiet, (or having nothing to say), really a bad thing?
Sometimes there really is simply nothing to say--and why can't that be okay? Words are beautiful and powerful things. I adore words. I love to read and I love to write. But there are those times when we say a whole lot of nothing (gossiping, discussing which celebrity has the better butt, etc); and in those moments, perhaps it's better to simply be more conservative with our words. Surprisingly, even though this post is about the art of having nothing to say, I've said more than I anticipated. So in this moment, I choose to thoughtfully and carefully craft my words to end this entry.
In the same way, I view gift giving, let's take the same approach with our words. Quality over quantity (which was another entry I wanted to do, but didn't get around to). Here's to wishing all my Girl October readers a very happy holiday season (in case I can't come up with any quality entries between now and Christmas).
Love and peace,
Girl October
Well, there's only two more days until Christmas! Yay! Family time. "Off from work" time. Good food. Who could ask for more?
I was about to do a blog entry last night when I realized I didn't have anything to say. I really don't like those moments, because it either causes me to not do as many entries as I'd like, or it causes me to crank out sucky entries--and I really hate posting empty words just for the sake of saying I posted something.
Because this blog, is so new, the idea of not posting frequently, freaks me out. I feel like I need to post often to build an audience or to stay in touch with the audience I already have. I don't like the idea of disappointing anyone. I also like to have something of value to say because I really want to inspire and help people. Lately, I feel like I haven't had anything of value to say, (due to work issues and trying to juggle multiple endeavors at once).
Last night while I took a hot soak, I stopped and thought about if it's really so bad to just admit that sometimes there's nothing to say? Most of my life, I've been thought of as a quiet person. I was always the most quiet person in my classes at school. I've always been the most quiet person on my jobs (past and current); and over the years, I've gotten mixed messages about that. For my teachers, I was delightful; for my school mates, it sometimes made me seem weird. As an adult, I think people can view me as unapproachable (and still weird). Even for myself, I've often viewed my quietness as being a negative, (what's wrong with me? why can't I be a social butterfly like everyone else?). But is being quiet, (or having nothing to say), really a bad thing?
Sometimes there really is simply nothing to say--and why can't that be okay? Words are beautiful and powerful things. I adore words. I love to read and I love to write. But there are those times when we say a whole lot of nothing (gossiping, discussing which celebrity has the better butt, etc); and in those moments, perhaps it's better to simply be more conservative with our words. Surprisingly, even though this post is about the art of having nothing to say, I've said more than I anticipated. So in this moment, I choose to thoughtfully and carefully craft my words to end this entry.
In the same way, I view gift giving, let's take the same approach with our words. Quality over quantity (which was another entry I wanted to do, but didn't get around to). Here's to wishing all my Girl October readers a very happy holiday season (in case I can't come up with any quality entries between now and Christmas).
Love and peace,
Girl October
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