Honesty

I think the reason that i hardly write in this blog is because I am scared to be too honest. The fact is that I am only honest. I cannot tell half-truths. So, if something is on my mind I must come right to the point. This is sometimes an advantage, sometimes not. But regardless of the consequences, that is me. Many times I would rather remain silent than be honest.
I would rather distract myself with any possible task other than the one that confronts the real issue. So sad, but true.
Luckily, I am not brutally honest. I do have a filter and try not to say hurtful things to people. I know that people's reactions are not really my fault--I do not control how someone receives my messages; no one can control others in this way. But I do take people's personalities and personal situations, as well as past behaviors, into account when I interact with them.
The funny thing about a blog is that you don't know exactly who is reading, or what type of lens they are filtering your words with (sorry for the grammar).

These days I tend to think in snippets, not paragraphs. Who has time for paragraphs? My life moves too fast for me to backtrack and re-tell in blog form. By the time I've retold the story something new and interesting has happened already. So if I sit down to write something it will be a question I've been pondering for a while. This often means I will get to a depth, a personal depth, that people are not comfortable experiencing. I wish that I was adept enough in my writing style to remain at a depth that is not disturbing (is disturbing the right word?). Anyway, suffice it to say that when I write I am not going for shock value. I am not crying out for attention. I am just being honest. Honesty becomes all of us. Honesty will heal the world.