Respond to them?
Heart of gold? No, just aquamarine!
I started “talking to myself” as I think of it, or rather capturing my thoughts on electronic form here in 2011. I admit, I am a novice and had help getting this set up. It was a birthday gift from my brown-eyed “favorite son”. I don’t understand much that is technological. I am not apologizing for that. I embrace my “high touch and low tech-iness”. Technology should serve us, not vice-a-versa. Our humanness is unique!
Today, I read and re-read a comment. Just one. It was plain and simple. “Hone”, “it’s time to start answering them.”
I usually try to purposefully overlook the comments entirely because they are predominantly advertisements and track backs and impersonal robotic computerized gibberish trying to sell me something. Something? Yes, there are “comments” on this site that I do not approve because they are advertising gimmicks for handbags, shoes, sunglasses, football jerseys, makeup, medications, and the list goes on and on. They are from all over the world. Some Chinese characters I can’t read, some broken English I can’t understand and some clear marketing tools.
But, that one comment got me thinking. There have been some encouraging and kind words delivered to me via this comment mechanism through the past few years. I should have probably responded to the “real people” who have taken time to read and provide their honest heartfelt feedback. For those people ( you know who you are), your words did not go unheeded. I was touched and surprised that anyone was listening! I haven’t marketed this site nor shared it. It’s been “the secret” place that I can anonymously go to capture what I am experiencing and “think out loud”.
If anyone has ever set their thoughts to paper or typed them out to see how they sound, you know what I mean. It was a way to steady myself and get all that jumbled up energy channeled into a sensible form. Well, a semblance of sensible. Many people think that my style of writing is “running stream of consciousness”. Maybe. Some people can’t grasp a “word I am writing”. OK. Some people actually find something they can relate to. Those are the people I want to thank for giving me a comment that reached me, touched my heart and made me more secure in writing down what I think. If there is anyone who can connect with another in this very distant format through the written word and “get them” and what they are trying to say- well, that’s pretty awesome!!!
And, that is what I live for. Genuine connections, intellectual curiousity, lasting legacies, actions over words, core of goodness, and natural wonders. Oh, and did I mention sailing and sunshine? Art and history? Health and wellness? Family and friends? I have a lot to live for!!!:)
I love this time of year. Today, I heard the radio DJ’s mentioning that this would be the “7th” candle of the Festival of Lights to celebrate Hannukah in the Jewish faith. Well, I am not Jewish, but isn’t it nice to be part of something that is as old as time? Since my lucky number is “7”, I will light a candle tonight, when I get home to celebrate being “the luckiest” girl I know!! I didn’t grow up with a mennorah, but they are artful and lovely ways to bring light to the eve.
Fortunate and blessed. Isn’t that the feeling that the Christmas season evokes? I saw Charlie Brown’s Christmas last night for the umpteenth time. What did I see? I saw how mean those “friends” of his were until they felt the real spirit of the season. They followed him home, took that “tree” ( you remember the one) and transferred Snoopy’s decorations onto that stick figure to make it amazing. Then, gathered around him and sang with those little mouths raised to the sky in perfect unison. What did they sing? I don’t remember. I moved to Jennifer Nettles and got caught up with the story of Luke Bryan making a “wish” come true for a little girl and her family. It was all part of the grander scheme. There is more that we don’t understand than we do. So, embrace the magic of the season…..with twinkling lights, the smell of baking and the warmth of those we love.
Thanks to all my “real” living commentators. I have marked as spam and trashed the sales pitches from those “auto backlinks”. When I figure out how to respond to you in the right way for me, I will do more.
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