There are a few of you still stopping by here, bless your hearts. I have taken a month, reorganized under chapter 217, and will start a new weekly venture here. Feel free to stop on by and read. And thank you. Your loyalty is much appreciated. 
K
No Flag
I used to want buyers for my words.
Now I wish someone would buy me away from words.I’ve made a lot of charmingly profound images,
scenes with Abraham, and Abraham’s father, Azar,
who was also famous for icons.I’m so tired of what I’ve been doing.
Then one image without form came,
and I quit.Look for someone else to tend the shop.
I’m out of the image-making business.Finally I know the freedom
of madness.A random image arrives. I scream,
“Get out!” It disintegrates.Only love.
Only the holder the flag fits into,
and wind. No flag.–Rumi
I passed my third blogiversary at the end of March, but didn’t even think about it until about a week ago. I’ve written a lot of words in the last 3 years, probably more than I should’ve, seeing as they almost lost me my job and some friends after my blog was discovered. Twice. It’s a small place, this internet. Even when you think you’re anonymous, one random click can bring that anonymity to a screeching halt.
When I first started blogging, it was at a communal blog that doesn’t even exist anymore. I dipped my toe in there, not sure I had enough to say to start my own blog. (Apparently, I’d forgotten how long-winded I actually am.) I enjoyed the online community I found there and the interaction with people all over the country. It wasn’t long before I started my own, and I’ve missed very few days posting since then. I have met people from all over the world via blogging. It’s been an incredible experience.
For some time, however, I’ve been wondering if this blog still has legs, or if I have the ganas to continue it. For various reasons, I’m just not feeling it anymore. Which brings us to the point, which is that I have decided to retire The Very Idea.
That is not to say that I will disappear entirely from the blogosphere. I’m a dedicated reader of many of you, (minus the lurkers whom I don’t know), and I intend to keep reading you. I’ll be around; you can keep tabs on me, or more accurately, my creative pursuits, here, here, and here, if you are so inclined. But I think this particular blog has run its course. If I decide to pull a Michael Jordan, I’ll let you know, but for now, I thank you all for taking time out of your days to read me these 3 years. You have honored my words with your attention. And I thank you for your friendship.
Be good. And if you can’t be good, be good at it.
Love,
Kristie
