blogito ergo sum

Anonym00kie posed a question on one of her posts. Why do we blog?

I was thinking of the same question myself; why did I start blogging? It started by accident: I wanted to post a comment on a friend's blog ( I had never read a blog before, believe it or not) and I discovered that I have to register. That's it in a nutshell (why is it always a 'nutshell'? why can't it be, say, a pea-pod?). Once I had the address, I discovered that I needed to express myself. There were ideas and theories and passions which I needed to air.
Then, once I started, I couldn't stop. It was as if a plug had been unstoppered, and all (most) (actually, some) of my pent-up feelings and thoughts came spewing, er, pouring out.
I agree somewhat with Mookie's idea that the breakdown of the family is a contributing factor, especially the extended family. Surrounded by aunts, uncles, grandparents, a child could often find one someone who would listen. A blog is like an online diary; it's confiding in your grandmother. So all of you are my grandmother (but much younger of course). Thank you for being there.

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Keli Ata said…
HI. This is my first time visiting your blog. The last line on this post is perhaps the nicest reason I have read on the topic of why do we blog.

Why do I maintain a blog? Part is to communicate with friends, but also for selfish reasons--it's an outlet for me--a place where I can express myself without any censorship whatsoever. A rabbi recommended that I start a blog, actually.

Will it win blog of the year or get lots of feed back? Nope. In general I only have about two or three regular visitors. But I respect and look forward to what they have to say.
3:02 PM
Lady-Light said…
Thank you for your comment. The funny thing is, I started to express myself on topics that I am very passionate about, but it has developed into something more: I feel a connection with people I don't even know, just because they care enough to visit and comment (if they don't comment how can I know they were there, besides reading the sitemeter?!). It's as if my family has E-X-P-A-N-D-E-D to include those thousands, er, two or three bloggers who visit my site. I love it, and thank you (& them) for it!
9:37 AM
Lady-Light said…
BTW, I tried going to your site ( as I do with most commenters), but there was nothing there, and your profile was not for public viewing. But I thought you said a Rabbi suggested that you start a blog?
9:38 AM
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