Every once in awhile I wake up. I'm not talking the open your eyes in the morning, but really WAKING UP. I love those moments when I learn something about myself that has been staring me in the face for nearly a year.
I started this blog in a time of great grief and despair. Everything required very detailed organization. Only certain types of information could be shared on this day or that day and a post needed to happen every day. I invited people to join me but under these strict, overbearing guidelines. As the months have moved forward I have started to wonder why no one is posting anymore, even me.
Some days I find a great piece of art or hear a song that gets my groove going and think "hell, I can't post this because it isn't Art Bomb Friday". Really? REALLY?
What I realized was that I was trying to be creative whilst also trying to keep myself from falling apart. But now that I feel like I have a grasp on the grief I experienced I am looking at this blog space in a completely different way. By restricting information to certain days I was stifling not only my creativity but those I had invited. I thank goodness that those people still talk to me and hopefully don't think I am a wicked control freak. I mean....they wouldn't be ALL wrong.
So from this point forward The Forked Road is just going to be a collection of cool shit that people think of. There are no bounds to it, no rules, no strict Berlin Wall to scale to have a little blog dog fun.
Welcome to the new and improved, totally free for all Forked Road. Here is to hoping my blogmates jump back in the game. Sorry for being a dictator. Let's do this.
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