The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.
– James M. Barrie (author, Peter Pan)
Thank you for stopping by; please take a look around. I write traditional blog posts, poetry, short fiction and sometimes post photos as well. It’s all accessible from the menu at the top of the page and through the searches over to the right.I started this blog for two reasons. I had written (journals, poems, stories) for years starting when I was a child but at some point I stopped. I’m not sure what happened but I missed it and finally recognized the not writing as a rather large hole in my life. So, I started this blog in 2013 in part to fill that hole.
My second reason is that, finding myself at almost-mid-life (what is the official maker for that anyway?), I was exhausted – exhausted from going non-stop, ignoring the negative self-talk I have lived with my whole life, and from doing a job that just wasn’t my passion. The famous crossroads. I asked myself: Who am I, who do I want to be and how do I manage my stress? That was a few years ago but from time to time I still work some of that out here, on these pages.
So that is me and why the blog.
Now, why Silverleaf? I remember reading a number of years ago that right before a storm, as the wind is rising, before the rain, thunder and lightening come, the leaves on the trees dance and turn in such a way that you can see their silvery undersides. This was an idea that resonated with me then, and years later, I have come back to it because the idea of a slight stirring before a storm resonates with me still.
As I consider myself, where I am in my life and in the world, I recognize the importance I place on taking time for contemplation and I often feel like the leaves that are blown about and showing their silver, before a storm.
…I also like the word association between “leaf” and the pages of a journal.