Weird, I know. But there is a reason behind it. One that has meaning to me. One that makes sense.
Over the last 3 years I have struggled with what to name the blog I was going to start someday. Afterall, you want it to make sense, you want it to have meaning, you want it to be memorable. The best I could come up with was my own name, I mean, it’s my name, that means something, doesn’t it – well at least to me? Thus my usual – I can’t decide so don’t do anything at all. Until Labor Day weekend, that is.
The neighbors invited us to their lake cabin for the day. We’ve been there many times with no particular revelations, until this day. The day my 15 year old was driving five of the six of us to the lake. The day I should have been concentrating on keeping him from killing us all in a fiery crash instead of taking in the sites. The day I first noticed it. The blue silo. It was standing tall. Standing on the hill in the distance. I don’t know if it is new or if it’s been there for 50 years. All I know is today, it (the silo, my subconsious, whatever) spoke to me. At that very moment, I heard “you need to be out on your own”.
Ok, so I know it sounds a little crazy, but my dear friend and neighbor Lisa clarified it for me. In her office, they refer to siloing as taking on a project or issue on your own, without assistance. Something they want to avoid. Something I want to discover.
I’m very lucky to have a great job (plus a couple more), but the reality is, I want to work for myself. I want to be creative. It’s my passion. It’s what I dream of. It’s why I have an Etsy Store and it’s why I’ve started this blog.
I know there will be times when I am frustrated and may want to just give up. Those are the times that I will think of that blue silo, in the hot sun and the ice cold snow and still standing tall through it all.
