Three months ago I made a decision to start this blog. It was a sudden, spur of the moment decision and I committed to a three month period of website hosting from Go Daddy. I figured that by the end of three months, I will know whether or not I wanted to continue on.
I want to continue on.
This blog only goes out to a handful of people, and I kind of like that. It makes me feel safe. But maybe, now that I’ve accomplished three months, I’ll do a little more reaching out, share a little farther out into this world.
So what happened in these three months?
- The joy of writing whatever I wanted to write!
- The even deeper joy of finding out from YOU that sometimes, what I needed to share, was exactly what you needed to hear. I can’t believe how this moves me so deep, deep down inside my soul, my spirit, even my body.
What was the most surprising thing from this experience so far?
Reclaiming my joy of photography. I used to love taking photos as a young girl in school. For me, it wasn’t about collecting posed pictures of my friends. It was always about art. But over the decades I learned to rely on my mother’s and sister’s photos. They were always providing them, in abundance, so why add to the collection? I had enough.
And then this blog, combined with my laziness, happened. I wanted photos for each post, but I didn’t want to take the time to research the best photo libraries and get the proper licenses. It just seemed like too much of a hassle at the time. I just wanted to write. And since I’m never – knowingly – going to violate someone’s right to their intellectual property, I started going through my own photo collection. (And yes, some are from my sister!)
So now this joy of creating photographic art has returned. It is a gift from my youth, freshly packaged for my middle age. And now I don’t have to buy Polaroid film for instant gratification. Hallelujah for my new digital camera!
Now here’s a gift to you who are reading these words.
May God stir your spirit and the memories of your childhood joys and creative gifts. May you be blessed with a freshly packaged gift from your youth to bless you NOW, right where you are, however old you are.
Thank you for reading whatever I’ve wanted to write. Thank you for sharing back with me. You have been a gift to me.
Continuing on with more Whispers of Grace,
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Carla Porter writes, sings, designs architectural interiors and loves God, all in Los Angeles, California.
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