I stopped posting and writing here long ago, who still read blogs or had time for them? I didn’t. Or at least that’s what I told myself. I also stopped because everyones became so professional, faster, smarter, better, wiser… you get the picture. In my mind it was no longer fun. I thought, I can’t write anyway so why bother. Well, I'm calling bullshit on myself because the truth is if I dig deep enough the real reason is fear. Fear of not being good enough. Fear of being judged. Fear of looking and sounding stupid. Fear of all the things! But now I kind of feel like, so what. So what if all my fears are true, this is my blog I can keep it as simple as I like. I can post once a week or once a year. I get to make the rules. In the past, imagined external exceptions got the better of me. So, in an attempt to follow my inner guide I’m trying again, using this space as a digital scrapbook and journal - a place to collect thoughts, ideas, inspiration, experiments etc. To take it slow. No plan. No expectations. To see where my curiosity leads me.