Earlier this week I explained how so much of the creative work I’ve been putting on this blog is really only reworkings of ideas I’ve expressed before. I’m starting to bore myself – and quite possibly, my readers.
Combined with the facts that my internet connection drops in and out and that the battery in my laptop died yesterday blogging is becoming harder for me. Typing words letter by letter with a stylus on my tablet is tedious. Most of my photos are locked up on my laptop as well so I have limited photographic material to play with.
Getting the laptop working again will have to wait till the new year.
So all in all, a blogging break is in order for me. Again and again. I am coming across the idea that the way forward into our collective future is to find new stories. I am at the stage of life where I need to find new stories in my own life too. Growing older and moving into the third stage of life I find this culture is not providing me with models of aging that sustain me. The medical model of age as a disease is sickening- literally – the cultural idea of denying and/or defying age doesn’t work for me either. Of course bodies age and interests change – that is the way of life. The idea of retiring to play golf and bingo bores me witless. There has to be more fulfilling ways to age. Jung’s process of individuation interests me – what is it and how do you do it? I want to find out.
To find new personal stories that sustain me and to find new creative stories to tell I need to retreat to the places where stories are born – the imaginative, meditative realms of dreams where archetypal figures roam. For me, such quests are best taken alone.
Thank you for reading and following my blog. I have enjoyed our conversations. I will probably return to blogging at some future time but for now wish you a happy holiday season.