So, for the last month or so, almost all of my blogs—except for maybe two—were pre-scheduled. At the time, I felt like, “Yay! I’m ahead. I’m being consistent. Look at me go—yay content!” But now? Whew. Nah. I’m not a content creator. That’s not what this blog is for.
I started this blog to help me. I understand the importance of having readers and followers, and sure, that sounds nice. But if I’m being honest? That doesn’t actually help me. Not in the way I need help.
Instead of feeling ahead, it’s like I built up a backlog of unprocessed thoughts. And if you know anything about how I operate, that just doesn’t work. I write for me, because I have to. It’s how I process. It’s how I learn. And when I step out of that flow—when I get too caught up in pre-planned, polished, content-culture energy—I feel it. And not in a good way.
I’m learning, every day, through every experience. And this one? This one taught me that consistency is nice… but not if it costs me presence. I need to process things in real time. I need to release what’s on my heart, not let it pile up because I had already “scheduled content.” That’s not what I’m here for.
Because when my heart is cluttered, nothing flows. And I’ve said this before, and I’ll keep saying it—there’s something spiritual and deeply practical about maintaining your heart. Unprocessed stuff sits in the heart and keeps you from being able to obey, from being able to hear, from being able to move. Obedience flows from the heart. And when the heart is jammed up? You’re stuck.
This is exactly what my next book is about. I’ve been carrying this one for at least three or four years now. And I get why it’s been hard to write—it’s not just a project. It’s obedience. And disobedience doesn’t always look like rebellion. Sometimes it’s just delay. But now? No more delays.
The heart pumps movement. It fuels life. And if there’s an issue with the heart—spiritually or naturally—you’re going to feel it everywhere else. That’s why I’m researching what’s already been said about the condition of the heart. Because we’re living half-lived lives if we’re not tending to it.
It’s wild how topics like mental health, productivity, success, all these big conversations—they rarely include the heart.
So no, I’m not a content creator. I’m a blogger by default. I applaud all the tips, tricks, and tools for growing an audience—but that’s not my why. I’m doing this to live better. And for those who join me on the journey, thank you. I appreciate you.
But for me? I’m a heart mechanic and writing is how I flush out toxic fluids and keep the engine clean & running.
P.S. – I used to be a Gas Turbine Systems Mechanic in the US Navy – the irony is ironying.
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