Over the last week or so, as I've started to writing in much greater detail
about my life, I've felt both exhilarated and worried. I've kept a private personal
journal (off and on) since my early teens in which I have poured out my heart
and processed my doubts and deep heart questions. I continue to value that private
space -- and no one should think that my blog is exactly the same as my journal!
But the problem with my journal writing is that it was sometimes terribly lazy.
I'd write about the same thing over and over again; I make commitments that
I soon forget and to which no one could hold me accountable -- since no one
knew of my self-promises.