My wife used to have a lapel pin with this sentiment stuck in the headliner of her car. Floating around out there amid the billion or so blogs and vlogs and gogs and magogs and whatnot in the inter-void are 4 blogs with my name on them. There may be more, the void is full of debris. But no one of these blogs ever managed to gather more than a few regular readers (you know who you are), or maybe I should say I never managed to gather more than a handful to any of them. Perhaps my inattention and lack of consistent posts had something to do with it. For whatever reason, none of my blog adventures (blogventures?) ever got overwhelmed with readership. So, for better or worse (or maybe for nothing), I’m consolidating my efforts here, and introducing readers from all corners of my media Empire to each other. Or alienate everyone, and fulfill the prophecy of that lapel pin. Welcome to readers of Two Buddhas in Conversation, Captured Light, and The Littles. From here on, all of your favorite content can be found on One Life, the one blog to rule them. Stay tuned.
Every now and then I am reminded of this little poem. I’m not sure I understand it fully, but I sense some deeper, maybe liberating, wisdom in these words. I’ve had the little scrap of paper in my desk drawer for many years.
“When I finally realized and accepted the truth that I wasn’t just thirsty, that I was really a fish, I stopped those meaningless tasks, abandoned the little streams, and began the long dry journey to look for deeper water.” – Anthony Russell White.