"By three methods we may gain wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest;  Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest." - Confucius


It has been a long time since I have sat down to write anything more than a Facebook blurb or a college essay.  When I was younger, journal writing was one of my favorite pastimes and I would spend hours filling pages with the days activities, observations or feelings.  I would philosophize life and its meaning, reflect on past experiences, and dream about the future. In fact, nothing came easier to me than getting in touch with my feelings and pouring them poetically onto paper.

But 15 years passed, and my life became full of activity and busyness.  Writing took a backseat to marriage and family, and my brain became focused on collecting knowledge so that I could help guide and enrich the lives of myself and the people around me.  I began trading in my novels for reference and technical reading.  I scoured site after site on the internet, trying to decipher through the mountains of information and misinformation.  I frequented You-Tube demos and became a career college student.  I wanted to learn everything.

These past three years have brought an abundance of change.  My years of reflection and collections of knowledge began to manifest into ideas and dreams.  I have come to realize that true enrichment is deeply embedded in experience, and all of the knowledge in the world is useless without having the courage to step out of my comfort zone and learn to embrace failure as a means to growth.  

Today, I feel rusty, awkward and out-of-place as I search for the words to express my mind.  I am fidgety and uncomfortable laying myself out so openly for the faceless audiences of the cyber-world.  And honestly, I am not sure what I wish to share with the world, or the future intentions of this blog.  I am just taking a leap into the unknown. And for today, that is enough.