I originally wrote this post on September 11, 2010. I repost it today because I find myself experiencing the same feelings after a period of sporadic posting to this blog, Facebook and Twitter.
Now, as I experience this heretofore unimaginable state of our nation and the world, I am driven by a renewed urgency to express the thoughts and feelings that crowd my mind in a deafening, never-ending inner dialogue, engaged in intense, intellectual labor trying to make sense of what makes no sense.
September 10, 2011: I’ve been away for a while–mostly because I couldn’t figure out if my job was one that required me to be more cautious in my sharing. But now, I am so full that I am compelled to write again. I’ve been posting to Facebook and Tweeting, but that’s just not the same. I’ve also posted links to some excellent writing from other authors, columnists, and publications. But now I’ve decided. I am back on the blog–again. There is so much going on in our world that I find that my observation and experience of it is changing my inner life. Shoot, maybe I’m just changing. Anyway, something is tugging at my heart, confounding my mind and troubling my soul. I just can’t quite seem to reach it, find it, honestly feel or act on it. That is why I must write it. It’s my best path inward.