Today, I’m reflecting on writing publicly and privately, on what I post here and what I post in the letter.  I want them both to be real, authentic, spiritually-centered, and appropriate.  My writing in the letter can be raw and honest and discuss things I would not post publicly on the web.  The beauty of the letter is that it is ephemeral, in the now. There is no archive, it has no past. It’s like a conversation over coffee between friends. I can go deep with thoughts on metaphysics and spiritual expansion, manifestations and self-management, challenges from egoic thinking. My intent is that it opens a portal for you, that it starts a dialogue between us, that we both evolve and expand because of it.

That is also my intent for the writing here.  Even though it won’t be as deep, it’s important to me that it be equally authentic.  Too many bloggers care more about marketing and subscribers than about expressing genuine ideas.  I have a mental block toward SEO and have stubbornly refused to learn about it.  I don’t want to prostitute my writing, hiking up my skirt with every strategic keyword placement.

I’m sitting with this passage from Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art:

I’ve thought about that and I have my own deal to offer:

When I sit to write, I am not going to start by checking search results; I’m not going to edit to attract crawling robots.  That probably means my page won’t show up in google rankings.

Maybe I’m naive, but I prefer the old-fashioned way of meeting each other, through real people, social connections.  That’s how I discovered all of the bloggers that I follow, not from googling a keyphrase.   And I only follow them because they are authentic, because they write from the heart and for real people, not robots.

So I’m going to keep writing authentically, from my experience.  I’m going to start with mindfulness and presence. I’m going to write from the still place within and hope that I connect with you from that space, through mutual friends, in an authentic way.

How’s that for a deal?