Thank You Readers

I want to take this opportunity to thank all the readers of my Meditations blog. By my rough Google Analytics count, some 10,000 people have perused the writing since the blog debuted in late March.

When I started writing these pieces, I really had no idea where they would land with readers. Would anyone care what I had to say? I was unsure of my voice as a writer and how to treat the current subject that is my life. I did know that I wanted to keep writing topics that had always interested me: dogs, forts, beaches, dive bars, books, modern Oregon history, writing and more. I have been encouraged by the responses that many of you have shared with me. Keep them coming. I keep writing to understand and hope some readers are coming to new understandings themselves. If we all can’t keep coming to new understandings, what really is the point of going on? Is change possible? I know it is in me.

I also want to thank the readers who have supported the blog through a financial contribution, or subscription as I call it. If my writing interests you, consider making a contribution or sharing posts with others. It would be nice to expand the audience but that’s not the goal here. There is no goal with this blog. There is only expression and sending it out into the unknown.

In future installments of Meditations, I will be exploring my unique growing up in Oregon City, the ongoing saga of Lost and Found in my life, the upcoming 50th anniversary of the Beach Bill, my volunteering at a dog sanctuary, my dead end searches for jobs, old books that I discover, the interesting people who have reached out to me, and my new idea for a detective novel/show that I can’t get out of my mind.

I am pointedly not writing about American or Oregon politics, but I am sure these subjects will creep into some of the posts. How could they not in the world we are living?

Again, thanks. Stay with me. Reach out to people you love or don’t even know. Reach out to animals and watersheds in distress. Advance, always. Dig into mysteries, such as: just what was going on in that driftwood fort I built where I found the orange dildo and champagne cork? How’s that for a writing prompt!

Laugh. Find joy. Do the good hard work. William Stafford once wrote: “Justice will take a million intricate moves.” I like to think we should all try to make one every day, perhaps every hour.

Matt Love