It has been over two months since I have last blogged. I have twittered here and there and been active somewhat on Facebook. But here is the real meat. The longer deeper posting realm.

I keep struggling with what it means to blog, why do it and how much to reveal.

Writing is therapeutic and it records. I like that. But, I don’t want to write things that make me uncomfortable knowing that others may read this. I think that is the long and short of it.

The real (in a nutshell) problem seems to be my self confidence which is related to wondering “who am I really?” and the silly questions that I ask myself a lot like “why do I do what I do?”.

I find blogging to be not only therapeutic and a way to record events, thoughts, and such, but also a neat way to “be” in the world. The act of blogging is a path. It takes you somewhere just like anything else in life. You act and the world reacts to you. Even if no one reads this I still am having an experience outside of myself because am recording this and, it has the potential to be read.

One of my favorite bloggers is Heather Armstrong also known as “dooce”. She made #26 on a list of 30 of the most influential women in media by Forbes Magazine of which Oprah was #1. Heather’s blog is at dooce.com. Reading her experience of life and the way she chooses to share it is funny as well as inspiring. She has shared things that most people would not have. Most would be embarrassed, ashamed, or afraid of hurting others by sharing personal things about them. I think this is what makes her so compelling. She breaks taboos and, she has a funny writing style.

I might define dooce as “having or indicating such grossness of mind as precludes delicacy and discrimination” (this also happens to be the Merriam-Webster definition of “crass”)

Until my next post, join me in celebrating transparency by doing what you say and saying what you mean.