There was a song we used to sing when I was little:
There was an old man called Michael Finnigan
He grew whiskers on his chinigan
The wind came along and blew them in again
Poor old Michael Finnigan,
begin again
{repeat}
It's been playing over and over in my head as I've been thinking about blogtoberfest coming to an end. The ways things can start over and over again. The number of times I've posted on this blog about beginnings. The cycle of endings and beginnings.
I don't think there's ever been a Blogtober where I haven't felt a sense of things changing around and within me. I'm not sure if it's simply the arrival of Spring and it's inherent regeneration, the taking time to notice and reassess that seems to come hand in hand with the practice of {almost}daily blogging, or just pure coincidence {if you believe in such things}.
This Blogtober has been the most challenging so far. It's been the first time in four years where I haven't actually managed to blog everyday. There was no way through. I was running on empty, and ultimately my body gave in on me and there was nothing to do but surrender. It wasn't really about blogging, but everthing about how much I was trying to hold. How much I'm always holding. And all the stuff underneath.
Blogtoberfest will be back next year. I love it and I'm committed to it, for it's longevity alone. For the way it brings people together, for the new connections it creates, for the noticing it brings. However, it's also time for me to let go of the reigns a little and invite some new energy into this space. I want to build a blogtoberfest team. A group of creative souls who will help me take this little festival of ours to it's next incarnation. If you would like to be part of the team please email me at tinniegirl/at/optusnet.com.au. I don't know what you'll be signing up for and we won't even begin the conversation about it until sometime next year. But I'd love to have you. I know that both Blogtoberfest and I need you.
Thank you, again, for being part of my journey. For riding these waves of growth, hope, defeat and renewal. For being with me through the beginnings and endings, the seasons of my life. I feel profoundly changed by and grateful for your presence in my life.
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I've decided to save the grand finale giveaway until tomorrow. Beginning of a new month and all!