Dear ,
A long time ago, I started blogging. Over time, it grew to three blogs. Then it grew into books. Then it grew into a whole website that now serves teachers, students, readers, writers, and people who just want to live deeply and beautifully. That website makes me very, very happy. It makes others happy, too. If you’ve never visited there, I suspect you could also find joy in its colorful pages.
But back to the story at hand.
Years after I started blogging, I stopped. Three blogs was just too much. And my direction had changed.
Now you could say I’ve started again. Blogging, that is.
Except.
This isn’t a blog, exactly. It’s me writing to you in my journal. Sometimes it’s me showing you things I wrote a long time ago and forgot about, that I found intriguing enough to rescue from obscurity. It’s also me sharing the whereabouts of my professional writing, should you find that of interest.
I’ve always said I write for love (not to be loved, but for the love of others). Here, that’s still true. As I write to you.
As Always,
L.L.