Here I am after being inspired to post on my continuing existential crisis of the soul. My how that sounds so serious and deep. In reality I think this is my indulgence of my ego to give myself some solace in dealing with my mundane challenges. My life is dribbling away from me, day by day. I look back and keep noticing how years ago I was working on changing this and have not really progressed towards my happiness, finding meaning in my life or any sense of spiritual peace.
I also keep reminding myself that I live a blessed life. I am healthy. I have caring friends and family. I have a place to live and able to afford the basics. I have this inner longing that pokes at me from the inside to desire more. The "more" not in a greedy way. There is an nudging discomfort that I cannot ignore or cover up or distract myself from as much as I try. It is something I keep trying to ignore by counting my blessings but it keeps coming back. The Universe, my unconscious, whoever or whatever is telling me over and over again that I need more in my life. I need to know and live my meaning. I need to indulgently fulfilled. What the hell?
A good friend of mine, Diemut (I love that name) told me that perhaps a path towards life purpose realization is through my photography combined with my writing. Hence I am restarting my blog. This seems to make some sense to me. I never really considered myself a writer or even like to write but here I am. I call this processing my thoughts rather than writing. My photographs are here as a way of giving visual meaning to the words. I would like to play around with having no relevance as well. This is a place where I can experiment in choosing how I want to present myself to the world. Not trying to be that coherent or perfect. That will be a bit of a departure in approaching writing and posting.
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