Telling the Truth

Dear Readers,
High time for a report!  All the pieces aren’t in place yet, but I have a direction.

No Facebook
Not for now.  I looked at several FB pages of bloggers and authors I follow.  They were wonderful.  Yet the more I looked at the time commitment and energy output needed from me, the less eager I became.  I feel relieved that for now, my energy goes into writing for the blog.

A Haiku Challenge
The challenge is to write one haiku a day.  Sounds easy, right?  Well, if all goes well, you’ll know each day whether I’ve done that.  If I don’t, you won’t see a thing.

Areas for Focused Writing 

• Human trafficking.  How it intersects with my growth and journey as an adult in world that treats most of us as commodities.  This isn’t just a personal issue; it’s communal, national and global.  What does this look like in my life?
• God.  How I think, speak and write about God.  I’ve never hated God.  On the other hand, there are areas of my life that don’t yet resonate with whatever it means to bear the image of God.  I’ve been working on this for several years now.  Time to start writing!
• Spirituality.  It hasn’t been easy to articulate what it looks like for me, or why it’s so important for me to name it.  It’s easy to say I’m a follower of Jesus Christ.  But how do I talk about my interior and exterior life?  And what happens when I do?
• Marriage.  When I traveled up the highway 150 miles to go to college, I met the man I would marry.  Forty-nine years and counting.  My traumatic childhood affected my ability to relate to any man, much less a husband.
• Motherhood.  Not an easy role for me as a person or as a professional.  I’m especially interested in the ways my upbringing affected my ability to be a mother.  I won’t write about my children, but will focus on my own struggles.  Not an easy topic; I’ve sometimes been judged harshly in this area.

Just so you know, I’ve made a pact with myself to keep my posts not-too-lengthy, so you can expect manageable pieces from time to time.  All mixed in with other things I love to write about:  Diane; devotional writing that moves me; haiku and poetry; letters to Mom.  Who knows, I might even write another letter to Dad.  Probably to God, too.

If you’ve found me or I’ve found you, there’s a reason.  I want to live into that while I’m able.

With gratitude, respect, and expectation!
Elouise