Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

change

anyone have some spare change?  penny for your thoughts..

change is hard
change means i have to work away old habits that are comfortable.. comforting
change is painful

i only change when its too painful to stay in the place i am at any given moment
dont make it easy for me.. or i will never budge
..thats telling

i like to think im fairly spontaneous in my approach to life
but that would also imply that i am ok with change
im not.. though i would say that i am

wow

i say it because i want to believe i can change
i want to believe change for me.. is possible
right now.. change is still more painful

ouch

i put my change up next to all the dust that has collected
i still havent dusted
the change will start to collect dust too
fairly sure thats how its gonna be for a while

i keep poking at the wounds
i take a step forward then turn and run back twenty

i am a shadow
my back to the sun
filthy from muck
shifting foot to foot
restless

no im not ready.. for change

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