Greek: entheos - divinely inspired, possessed by a god
The enthusiasm with which many of us embraced blogging has
dwindled with time, as most enthusiasms tend to do. No, I'll rephrase:
it's not time which dilutes enthusiasm but one's own
inability, or reluctance, or resistance, to maintaining an enthusiasm
alive and fresh as it was when you first felt it, for something which
lifted you up, moved and challenged your creativity. If boredom or
disillusion sneaked in and you allowed them to stay, a chance to go
much deeper into that enthousiasmos may well have been lost.
My own blogging enthusiasm, born in 2004, has indeed faded
but it is by no means dead. One way the flame can be re-kindled is by
the example of some bloggers who consistently, faithfully and
skillfully plow their own patch of cyber-land and when a meeting with
some of them in real life occasionally happens, it's a significant
event. I am very fortunate that blogging has given me the gift of a few
lasting friendships, subsequently reinforced by face to face
So it was that a few days ago I had the great pleasure of meeting Vincent, A Wayfarer's Notes
and his wife Karleen. To have the two of them sitting at my table was as
easy and natural as if we had known each other for years. When a blog
is a reflection of a person's whole self, distilled and offered to the
reader in thoughtfully wrought words (with or without pictures) then, if
you meet in the real world, the artificiality of most social encounters
I only discovered Vincent's blog fairly recently, led
there by some comments he had made elsewhere, and when I began to browse
his archive, I was hooked. Something in his approach which particularly
resonates with me is summarised in two brief quotes I've pulled out
of two separate posts:
I want to observe what goes on in my life, without tying it down into concepts; to talk about what happens, without naming.
When I sit at my desk trying to tell it how it is, words flee. Only when I look elsewhere, sniff the open air, read the book of Nature, catch the phrase someone utters, aloud or in a book, do I collect clues to define my true state.
During the too-short two hours that Karleen and Vincent spent at my
place and through browsing attentively in my blog archive, he collected
not only sufficient clues to write an insightful review of La Vie en Rosé but also of 'the true state' of my work in general.
If you haven't yet discovered Vincent's blog,discover it now.
Enthusiasm, enthousiasmus, entheus....welcome back!