Dilettante's Diary: the internal dialogue of a hedonist bluestocking.
I am a dilettante. I know quite a bit about a lot of things, but I don't know enough to be an expert on anything. I have a very sensual, hedonistic nature, but I am also a thinker, and I aim one day to be worthy of the label 'bluestocking', despite its pejorative connotations.
Sunday, January 30, 2005
I know that some of my loved ones read this journal, and sometimes I feel reluctant to write what I feel the need to write about, because sometimes it is about them. I feel conflicted. I am concerned about hurting their feelings, but I also feel that this is my headspace, my forum, my journal, and I think I should be feel free to carry on my internal dialogue without fear that their being privvy to my thoughts and emotions will adversely affect my relationships with them. I love them, and I absolutely do not want to hurt them, but I am committed to healing, to becoming whole, and the most effective method of self-expression available to me is writing. I wish I was musical, I wish I was artistic, I wish I had another creative or meditative outlet that was more evocative and less provocative. But I don't. And so the choice is made. I write from within, and those I love will have to understand, or stop reading.



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