When I started Magpie Girl back in 2006, I was quite lost. I had left the mainstay of my existence, the church. I was finally out of the haze that is baby/toddlerhood. And I was trying to figure out what to do next. So I spent a few years letting myself be â€œdistracted by sparkly things.â€ I wrote about parenting. I sold vintage on line. I made zines out of collage and glue sticks. I held creative challenges. Occasionally I wrote about faith.
Most of the time IÂ felt a relief, aÂ while I felt pure, creative joy.
The rest of the time I felt lost.Â The rest of the time I felt guilty for “wasting” time.
And you know what? That fallow time, where it looked like I was succumbing to adult ADHD? That turned out to be a really good plan.
I learned how to be a coach and how to be withmate.
I honed my community building skills.
My writing voice became my own.
Hereâ€™s the thing, dear readers:Â I think you should see this as a testimony.
A testimony to the goodness that is wandering.
A testimony to the transformative power of being distracted by sparkly things.
A testimony to the truth that
Â Â Â Â if you wander on, writing about this and that,
Â Â Â Â if youÂ wander on,Â producing along the way
Â Â Â Â if youÂ wander on,Â refusing to give up —
something good will finally get itself born.
Wandering forÂ awhileÂ couldÂ be the very way you find your voice.
This then, is my blessing for you today:
May you one day look at all you have gathered and see a vision emerge.
May your accumulated good works become both the journey and the destination.
May your generous gifts return to you in friendship, and fans, and followersâ€¦
Â Â in admirers and supporters of all variations
And above all, may you find the place â€œwhere your deep gladness and the worldâ€™s deep hunger meets.â€*
For that, my friends, is where you are meant most to dwell.
Amen. May it be so.
*Frederick Beuchner, The Alphabet of GraceÂ