My post today is an explanation of the history of my blog and what my goals are now. I decided to add it to my front page as "Start here" introduction of Revolutionary Mom. Also, this post was inspired by my childhood friend, Molly, who wrote about finding time to create on her blog, Hey There Sunshine, today.
Also, sorry my fonts are funky and mismatched today. Just whatever, internet. I don't have time for your silliness.
Anyways, here ya go...
Well, I write about pretty much everything on this little blog. I generally stick to faith, family, and food. This is convenient, since all of those words start with f. Alliteration is fun.
It started as a natural parenting page called "Raising Isabella", requested by folks wanting my recipes for homemade deodorant and toothpaste and whatnot. Then, it started to grow pretty quickly, and I made some attempts to make money from this little hobby. When I was putting the time in, it earned me some, but I quickly learned that time put in/money earned was not a workable equation for me. You see, the blog wasn't the only thing growing. We've added two kids since I started this blog. (You see why I had to change the name. Korban and Evie would have been a little offended, I think. If they could read, that is.) It didn't matter how much money I was bringing in (which wasn't much), I just couldn't find the time to work from home.
After my third child, Evangeline, was born in October of 2013, I stopped writing completely for a while. It was a tough season. I struggled with postpartum anxiety, but mostly I didn't write because of a lack of confidence. I am well aware that anything worth saying has already been said. The internet is over saturated with wannabe writers who think they know all of the answers. I still feel that way, but one thing eventually became clear to me - I can't not write.
Ever since I learned to write words on paper, I've been doing it regularly. It started in cute little pink diaries with tiny locks on them, then I graduated to nice journals. I still have a shelf of them. I liked to imagine my great great grandchildren getting to know me through my writing. Once I started blogging, it got really fun. I communicate myself so much better when I can write things out. I process by writing. It calms me down and inspires me.
Still, I never could find the time to write consistently. Eventually, I noticed that I was a calmer person on the days I took time to write, more productive, even. I made a bucket list, and writing a book or thriving blog was on it. Recently, it dawned on me: perhaps, I don''t have time to not write. As in, my days are made exponentially better and more productive by my sitting down and journaling regularly. That's worth prioritizing.
In June 2014, I challenged myself to write for 15 minutes a day for the entire month. It was great. I had fun, I had readers thanking me for writing again, and I felt more inspired in my every day life.
This birthed the newest phase in my blogging career - the 15 minutes a day blog. I don't write every day, but it's a goal I'm working towards. Sometimes, I spend those 15 minutes editing a former post or working on my layout, but most days I just strive to put the proverbial pen to paper. It's great, it's fun, and sometimes it's worth reading.
I'd love for this to become a movement.
I challenge to look at your life, your heart and mind. Find that one thing you just need to do but don't think you have the time for. Everyone has 15 minutes somewhere. Now get off of the internet and go do your thing! I'd love to hear about it!
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