It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged. Sometimes, there just aren’t too many things to be said. Sometimes, thoughts consume me that I cannot express.
This is where I have been. Silent, but with a mind busy trying to understand life.
You would think that as a 50-something who has lived through so much good and bad that I would be at a place where I am settled in my thoughts.
Not the case.
Sometimes I think that maybe I should try writing another novel. Maybe go back to writing poetry and doing my art.
Then I think, what is the point? What purpose would it serve?
Mr. LaVeaux and I had this conversation today over pizza. My wise and loving husband reminded me that even when everything seems pointless in life, our lives are meant to be lived and enjoyed. To not worry about what others think. To do what you want because you love doing it. To not worry that you’re wasting your time when you do what you love to do.
Having him is one of the greatest joys of my life. He keeps me grounded and guides me.
So as I sit here, spilling my thoughts on this blog and probably making no kind of sense as I do so, I think…what difference does it make?
We all need to create. We all need to express ourselves. We all need to do those things that make our hearts sing.
Now that I’ve written all of this down, I see the answer to the question nagging at my soul.
To borrow from occultist Aleister Crowley, I will quote him here: “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.” While I do not practice Thelema, I do find wisdom in this statement when interpreted in a different way.
In my mind, I see the Law as meaning to live as you wish as long as you’re not hurting yourself or any other living thing.
Thank you for reading these rambling thoughts. Now, time to go out and LIVE.
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