El Lamento de Orfeo

I won't give this up

Elderweiss

When it comes to my presence online, I feel like I move within niches that are already quite small, where my reflections are nothing more than a speck of dust compared to the weight of what others have written long before me. Combined with my lack of willpower and my reluctance to promote myself, it seemed inevitable that my condemnation will be remaining unknown or ignored for times to come. Or at least, that’s what I believed.

I don’t expect to become famous or to gain followers or readers anytime soon, although I wouldn’t dare say it could never happen. However, I no longer see any of this as a kind of horrific sentence; I take that back.

If this path of writing, supported by good reading, doesn’t steal my peace or my confidence; if it doesn’t harm my intellectual or spiritual growth; if it doesn’t become an obstacle to cultivating virtue, as much as I am able; if it remains compatible with a humble and simple life filled with love and patience… then, honestly, let others receive the praise. Let them be rewarded, applauded, celebrated, and crowned with privileges I could only dream of. Let others be placed above me, and let me, without fear, be forgotten. Because in the grand scheme of things, that isn’t what matters to me.

Reaching my goals as a writer might feed my ego; earning money from my other blogs would only solve earthly problems, but no worldly reward will ever nourish my soul. I will keep writing, I will keep working, and I won’t set aside what truly moves me. Someday, I will find a way to bring it all together.

If you’re interested in witnessing this journey, you’re welcome to come along.