my bubble

I've been thinking about starting a blog for quite some time. Yet I always talk myself out of it, I come up with many different reasons why I shouldn't blog. I am one of those people who isn't good at surface stuff. I have to go deep. This makes the thought of starting a blog extremely vulnerable. Therefore, it's been pretty easy to talk myself out of it. Something changed today, I had an epic run. It was a beautiful day, and I was running with my dog on the beach trail and instead of talking myself out of starting a blog...I talked myself into it.

So here I am "attempting to pop my bubble". My bubble is good; It's great in fact! I grew up in a wonderful bubble oblivious to the world around me (except for the good parts), and It was a beautiful childhood. I'm just beginning to understand this barrier around me that still shelters me from the world. This bubble would be so easy to perpetuate for our family. I have admit, the thought of my children having that idyllic childhood is apealling and is easy to do. But, I've already gone too far, dug too deep, into the affect our thoughts and actions have on everything. In that bubble, I allow myself to ignore the suffering, the pain, the differences, and the world around me. When I do that, I know that I am not living the life that I am meant to live. I know that I am not loving to the extent that I am made to love.

I decided to start this so that I could be accountable, to me, to you, to the world at large. Shouldn't we all be accountable to each other? Don't we too often live closed lives in an attempt to shut people out? Whether we are talking about our borders as a country, or our communities and neighborhoods, I so often find we live in a culture where it is easier to shut out rather than open up. Me writing these words is my attempt to open up even when it's not easy. It makes my thoughts real...my deep thoughts and hard questions that I ask myself and want to ask others, but often are easier to ignore. These questions are hard because they often have no answers, because they cause controversy and are uncomfortable. They take us outside the comfortable walls of the bubble. Yet, I know that the asking of them is necessary. Necessary for me so that I can learn and grow, necessary for my children so that they can push the envelope and do great things, and necessary for society so that we can learn to love and serve each other unconditionally.