This Writing Trap

The blog lies dormant these days. I've scared myself into silence it seems. Splashed too many words, laid too many emotions bare, opened my heart with too much honesty. My words cower in the shadows, refusing to come forward at my bidding. They tiptoe towards the light, then run at the frightening glare. Judgement, with it's dissecting fingers shines brightly, but worse still glares the painful enemy of misunderstanding. For all the honesty -the brave splashing of words and baring of heart- is the threat of grossly failing to convey the very message so desperately burning to be delivered! Safer, then, to cower in the shadows and never bare the heart. Simpler, then, to clutch the message close vs. risking the pain of misinterpretation. Still, a persistant voice whispers: "I never said write for admiration and endorsement, for 'likes' and 'followers'. Never promised safer or simpler. I only said, This is your gift. Use it. The audience and their response are incidental, Obedience is of utmost importance!