I’ve been writing this blog for a couple of years now and it has been a great experience but this morning I got up and actually thought about not writing it again. Not that I will ever stop writing and not that the world will suffer a great loss because I don’t write my blog but it felt this morning like the Spiritual Life Coaching blog might – possibly – maybe – fade into history. When should something come to an end?
I can remember my brother saying to me that he wondered how long I could sustain the daily writing and publishing of the blog. It felt as though it could go on indefinitely at the time. When you start something you begin with great energy and enthusiasm. However, I write a great deal. It seems as though I write so many things for others that this was one outlet that expressed thoughts and feelings that I wanted to explore just for me. Like an artist with words you feel compelled to get it out. The fact that others enjoyed it made me happy but each day there are things that I wanted to explore. It is a great feeling that many of the readers have said so many positive things and that gives me pause when I think about ending the blog.
I read a poem by Mark Strand that captured my imagination; it’s called “The End” – here it is,
Not every man knows what he shall sing at the end,
Watching the pier as the ship sails away, or what it will seem like
When he’s held by the sea’s roar, motionless, there at the end,
Or what he shall hope for once it is clear that he’ll never go back.
When the time has passed to prune the rose or caress the cat,
When the sunset torching the lawn and the full moon icing it down
No longer appear, not every man knows what he’ll discover instead.
When the weight of the past leans against nothing, and the sky
Is no more than remembered light, and the stories of cirrus
And cumulus come to a close, and all the birds are suspended in flight,
Not every man knows what is waiting for him, or what he shall sing.
When the ship he is on slips into darkness, there at the end.
Poetry has always expressed things deep within me – we don’t read enough poetry nor listen to enough. Like clouds passing, writing is an ever changing expression. It creates shapes and pictures in our mind like clouds on a azure sky. Maybe it’s just the deep winter that makes me think of ending the blog – or maybe it is the need to move on to another type of writing. Perhaps the hint of spring will renew my interest – we will see.
So the question is today, what things do you need to say “no” to? What things need to end so that new things may begin? Or do you need to retool and reshape parts of your world so you can find new energy?