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Writer's picturejohn stuhl

What is blogging, really?

It is hard for me to get past the concept that there are people in the world interested in my thoughts and ponderings.


I know that may sound strange, coming from someone who writes stories, creates fiction, and generally makes up stuff on a daily basis. Yet it is true. The writing of stories? So different: that meets this yearning I have inside to create, to give birth to a notion, to shape a tale and give life to another reality.


But to blog? To simply share the ramblings and musings that occur to me daily? I'm pretty certain I'm not that interesting. Or that my mind is that entertaining. But I've been encouraged, cajoled, pressured and threatened that if I don't blog, me and my stories are going to get lost in the ether.


So, I blog. Let me know how I'm doing with it, you out there in the black abyss behind my screen.


Today, I see twelve patients. Seems overwhelming, until you realize...I only listen to about seven of them. Not really! I listen to them all, which makes for a long day, yet a fulfilling one. At the end of the day, I feel the good fatigue of having done my job, having done it as best I could, and having met what I feel is my best purpose. If purpose and meaning are what give life depth and color and quality, then when I provide therapy, I am happy. I'm doing what is mine to do: if a person described the world in deterministic terms, they would say 'What I was created for'. That goes beyond my descriptions, but it captures the significance for me. So, today is one I look forward to, even if it is going to be long and fatiguing.


Now, it's off to work I go: I hope everyone gets to look forward to their work with the same sense of enthusiasm and pleasure I get, when I face the day and week ahead.


And, to capture the smaller side of life, this morning when I finish my morning protein, I get cinnamon sugar on half an english muffin! The taste of cinnamon makes me happy; it's as simple as that. A full and promising day, begun with a simple pleasure and delight. That's a good morning for me.


I hope yours is a good morning as well.

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