A morphing of this fledgling blog has become apparent.
Having started blogging years ago, but only really in earnest since last Spring, it has surprised me how my development and content has changed from dabbling, into wanting to create something worthwhile with longevity and presence.
Writing began as a discussion mostly from within, making sense of the world and situations and from a young age my sounding box without a voice. It helped me reason and understand growth, death and being. It was my best friend and confidant, it stopped me crying and helped me cry in equal measure. It was with me always, wherever I was and wherever I am. It didn’t give away my secrets and it didn’t kiss my boyfriend.
In later years it melted away. Crisis became too loud. Getting from dawn to dusk, alive and breathing, was a challenge. It is only now, looking back, that I realise had I kept it flowing it may have helped me heal quicker, but foresight is a luxury I don’t possess.
Now, having used it as my path to sanity over the last year, once again, I find it has taken me a fair distance, but at a measured pace. That pace has picked up and a direction has become clear and so I’m going with it.
I have recently migrated from blogger to wordpress. In doing so, I have created a sister site; The Sanity Project . This is for the physical and mental benefits of gardening and being outdoors; nature, nurture well-being and mindfulness.
This blog, Sanity Looms, is for reading, writing and reviewing. A revamp is in progress so bear with me whilst I get all my ducks in a row.
Together, I hope we will make sense of the world, fill it with words and wisdom, but above all love.