♥ Happy Fourth Blog-iversary for Soul Dipper ♥
A lounge for Homo Spiritus
Am I still a blogger? Do I still qualify?
Serious questions, but I have a better one to ask you, my adored and thoroughly appreciated readers.
First, an enormous ‘thank you’ to all for quietly encouraging the existence and continuance of Soul Dipper. At first, you voted by subscribing to Soul Dipper; then through your welcome comments. It takes time to craft a meaningful comment. Thank you for reading post after post – most far too long – and for being so encouraging.
In the first couple of years of Soul Dipper’s life, I thought I needed to write posts frequently. I watched reader numbers steadily grow and cheered over every comment received. I read more and more blogs in return.
It became obvious I needed to regain a balance in my life. It’s impossible to read so many blogs every day and continue life a “world with skin on”. I began adoring bloggers who had the courage to only post every other day. Or, shockingly, once a week. Consequently, I reduced my postings.
In the third year, the grip of my blog addiction thinned even more and I began to pick up the neglected reins of life. I resumed social time and actually talked nose-to-nose with people. I studied internet courses, took a Justice course through Harvard, did home chores with intent (instead of racing) and returned to my love of reading books. Physical fitness resumed with a manageable regimen of welcome activity- aquafit, yoga and walking.
In year three, I also created The Soul Dipper Page on Face Book. It receives more postings (short and easy to read) than the blog – sometimes pithy gems dropped by the Beloved Guides in Meditation and sometimes solid insights from other people. I invite you visit the Page, give it a “like” and add your wisdom by leaving a comment.
This fourth year has become a successful and welcome compromise between living life and blogging.
Here’s what blogging has taught me so far:
- Other bloggers are incredibly talented and valued mentors.
- Comments come mostly from bloggers.
- Write tight, clear, smooth and succinct. Oh to be a poet telling stories!
- Bloggers are generous-hearted experts who give instant gratification exactly when needed.
- I need to write. It’s a fix. A couple of my posts created inner apoplexy until I read the comments. As one seasoned blogger stated, often posts that cause you to hover your cursor hesitantly over PUBLISH for a few minutes before you can dare “click” are the ones that will be most read.
- The hardest writing to share has been my messages from the Beloveds. It took courage to share these Guides. Only my Mother and very intimate friends knew of their presence before the birth of Soul Dipper.
- I haven’t been burned at the stake. I’d been encouraged for years to write these messages. I quit saying, “yah, but…”, and finally began doing as I was asked. It’s time I did my share.
- I now have the courage to mention my blog to people when they ask what I’m writing. In the past, my fear dictated: ‘They’re going to find out I’m weird.’ Thanks to readers who see spiritual depth in the condensed concepts shared by the Beloveds, I’ve grown (a bit more) courage. I’m beginning to see how much pride I’m packin’!
- I get signs. In spite of my whining, the ever patient and forthcoming Beloved Guides continuously nudge and never nag. They give signs when it’s time to write; as many as I need to sit down and write. They’re currently dropping more hints about the “feeling” of 2014. They are vibrantly keen. They are ‘up’ and sizzling with so much Loving force…
- The Beloveds shine a light for people. Ones who wanted to understand their life’s Purpose signed up for Intuitive Messaging and have expressed remarkable aftereffects/results. Their emails fill me with immense gratitude for these Guides. These outcomes have been my courage pills. (Though I’ve invited each recipient to write a comment under the Intuitive Session tab, only a handful do. Most are not bloggers and, I suspect, are shy or concerned about privacy. I forget how scary it was to write my first few comments on other blogs.)
Before I ask for your help, I wanted to share one last unique experience.
Because I wrote about my departed Northern bush pilot friend, Theresa Bond, in posts called Daughter Theresa, her brother found the story on the Internet. Turns out he was writing a book about her life and was doing his last bit of research. He wanted to meet in Vancouver, but I was not able to meet on the day he was flying in. A few weeks ago, I ordered his newly-published book, Atlin’s Anguish by Brendan Lillis. Imagine my surprise and delight to find it contained two quotes from Soul Dipper. It’s an honour to be embedded in a biography of her life. As I devoured the book, I couldn’t fathom reaching its end. It was as though she and I were sharing a cup of tea as she filled in so many blanks and informed me of her childhood.
Most important, I was given a piece to a puzzle that has been missing for too many years. In the book, Brendan shared a secret Theresa had carried to her grave. It validated my belief in my friend’s innocence. No greater gift for Christmas.
And finally – your help please. The question to help Soul Dipper greet Year Five:
What do you expect or want to find when you come to Soul Dipper?