Trust me I know, I appreciate my followers more than I could possibly say but I would keep writing even if I didn’t have any<3

nothingandeverythingelse,
Good for you, AND Good For Those of Us Following You! That’s As It Should Be. I’ve written emails and snail mail letters to friends and family, and in a journal off and on, for years. I first wrote “in public” on Facebook and had more than a few people say they enjoyed reading my posts. Then, this spring spring I started blogging at My opera at the invitation of a friend. I’m Tumblin’ now because the same friend drug me here, more than a little reluctantly, knowing it’d make my heart sing like it does his. So “Followers” are a new thing to me. I grin when I see new ones but don’t think twice about those that decide to move on. 
~ Janean

In response to nothingandeverythingelse‘s post:

http://nothingandeverythingelse.tumblr.com/post/13743849626/i-lost-two-followers-today

mygypsyshepherd:

A piece of your heart wandered across my path

Unexpected but welcome

You took my thoughts, watered them

A garden of passionate words grew

Thank you for your insight

Pulling out the hidden secrets in my message

the In Between

In reply to the question I posed in, “I think too much”, earlier today 

takingstockofwhatmattersmost wrote, “You must walk along the razors edge of reading and writing…not to mention family, friends, work, etc.”

I cut myself on razors. 

I am not good at juggling. 

I am not good at balancing. 

I am not good at boundary setting.

I tend to be All or Nothing.

All in.

Or all out.

A Balanced Life is the In Between. 

Striving for that. 

May take a whole lifetime to achieve it. 

I’m having a hard time with this lesson. 

Hoping I have more ahead of me, than the years I’ve lived to date.

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles

I think too much

It it better to be followed, or be a follower?

How does one have time to do both?

Read AND write?

Part of me feels like I need to get all the other voices out of my head and just write. 

Sing my own song.

Even if it is a little off key.

Even if no one wants to read it. 

The other part feels like by reading the work of others, I am inspired and nudged and prodded to keep going, and say what needs to be said and tell the stories inside me. 

That the two go together. 

Like symbiosis. 

Which is different from osmosis.

Mostly, I think I woke up too early, and am still a little fuzzy, and that I missed my window to go back to bed because my oldest son just woke up and turned on the TV and there went my Quiet Time and the day has officially begun as the sky brightens outside my window. 

~ Janean

© Turquoise Tangles