…100…

So here we are. The 100th entry in this blog.

One day I decided to write. I would be like Seth Godin. I would have a lot of insights and reflections to be part of the world.

That decision connected me with you, reader. With the ripple effect, it also connected me with people that haven’t directly read me. It connected me with people that don’t even know I exist! I guess that is the artist in me: creating despite the odds of never being known or applauded. In that sense, this practice is, at least for now, a paradox created by me and for me. I am writing even though i know the probability of reaching someone is really, really tiny.

Anyway, each day I’m eager to sit in front of this empty canvas, to surrender to this blank page. Each day I try to contribute. Each day is a struggle and a bliss. Kind of like giving birth and parenting. Each day I hope the right reader is going to stumble on these words and start a dialogue that starts another dialogue and another dialogue like dominoes. Until that time comes, and then more eagerly, I will show up for myself and for any person this words may resonate with.

Cheers / Namaste / Likke / Godspeed / Abrazos a todos!