Showing posts with label reflections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reflections. Show all posts

Monday, November 10, 2008

How birdish is it?

The whole idea behind this blog is inspired by Mark. I can't really tell who is Mark , or how much he affected me, not now anyway. But I am sure I will get back to that in the near future for many reasons.

I had a blog before , like couple of years ago , I posted three posts , and that is it . I never opened it again. I got busy maybe , or I lost enthusiasm because I didn't find feedback , the idea that Mark-again !- changed , because if you don't have comments that doesn't mean that people aren't reading.- in spite of I managed to have a visitors counter in my first blog and I really noticed that it was only me who is visiting it ;), but what the hell!! it is a totally different perspective now !

I add to that , it is not a big deal if people don't read my blog. The joy is in writing , exposing one's feelings and self-reflection !

It shows in the Blog's name that it is kind of personal. will I keep it personal? too personal? light personal? it doesn't matter. what matters that it is personal. The previous one was a pathetic try to imitate famous egyptian bloggers. Maybe now I know the reason why I didn't continue! becaue It wasn't reflecting the real me. I hope this one will ! I will go with the flow and see what happens. I just hope I will stay persistent and break the "3-posts-limit" of my last blog.


oh yeah one last thing, Birdish is because I've always perceived myself a bird. An imprisoned one basically. my mind always refers to this picture when the word bird is said: a white tiny bird with wings wide open, locked in a cage that doesn't fit the width of " his "wing. Something close to this. Although birds for me mean freedom , strange how I am perceiving it. I used "his" because bird to me is usually a male bird. even when I am perceiving myself as a bird, it is always a male bird (!!!!). maybe because the word in English has one word for both females and males, while in Arabic we have two. I don't know ! and I don't care !


Reflections, is a great word. I've always thought that the person who reflects how he really feels and thinks and can express that out loud , or even face himself with that ,is having a healthy psychological life. So this blog is basically my try to reflect. sometimes I really think that my life is a continuous try to reflect. which I rarely managed to do the right way.