Welcome to my brain

Hello everyone (or anyone)!
After many years of being encouraged by family, friends, coworkers, doctors, rabbis and complete strangers to write a book, I have finally decided to give in and try my hand at blogging. It seems like a fair first step into the world of "writing," and the best part is that it can evolve with me. Writing a book requires linear thinking and structuring. It follows a logical sequence and requires the writer to follow a certain storyline or format. Blogging, on the other hand allows for, and even requires, a certain level of informality and fluidity that ebbs and flows as life occurs. There are no rules to blogging. It is organic and ever evolving. It therefore seems the perfect medium for me!

I will confess that I am very unsure about this new venture. I wonder who will read my thoughts... and why! The thought of starting my blog was daunting to say the least. Off the bat I was assaulted with questions from my computer's "blogger wizard" that I had no idea how to answer! "What is the title of your blog?" it asked. "Well, I don't know! I hadn't thought that far ahead! All I wanted was to jot down some thoughts... and now you, Mr. Computer, want to give it a title and definition?" Sheesh. This wasn't quite as "organic" an experience as I had once hoped it would be now was it?

So, I sat down with my computer and started thinking about a title. I wondered what it was exactly that I intended to write about and how to relay that in a title of only a few short words. I thought back to the many suggestions I have received in the past regarding my writing. So much has been suggested. I have been told to write about illness, about teaching, about religion and about faith. I have been told to write seriously and to write with humor, to write about others and to write about myself. In essence, it seems, I have been told to write about life. And write I will!

I want to write about the ups, the downs and the upside downs. The good times, the sad times, the hard times, and the fun times. All of it is important and all of it makes me who I am... and THAT is what I want to write about. So you may wonder "where did she get the title from?" The answer is simple. There is a metaphor that I once heard which compares life to a tapestry. We humans are only able to see the back of the tapestry, replete with knots and hanging strings interwoven amongst sections of intricate beauty. To the naked eye it might seem that it is nothing more than a jumble of threads strewn together in a haphazard disconnected mess. It is our job to remember though that we are only looking at the back of the tapestry. There is a Master Tapestry-maker who can see the other side and is busy creating the most exquisite picture for all of mankind.

It is my intention to write all about life, but to always remind myself and whoever might read my words that through both the good and the bad we are never really seeing the whole picture. We must always remember that the good and the bad both come from the same source and that His handiwork is nothing less than perfect... always... knots and all!