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!

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

friendship

i have a lot of friends.  and as i sit here contemplating what i want to write about, i realize how many i have left behind.  i realize how many different layers there are to friendships.  i realize how many different kinds of friendships there are and the many different purposes they serve.  or maybe i dont. maybe i dont have any of this figured out.  just like to think i do ;)

i like to think i am a good friend.  a great friend.  someone people want to be around. 
i have left so many people behind.  not forgotten..  well some.. wow

i had this conversation with my neighbor a few years back.  i shared that there were a lot of people in my life i had just walked away from and never made an effort to reconnect.  he implied i was the type of person who thought he was better than others.  i forget his exact words.  but they stung..  hmm he may have been right.

i think about those friends.  they served a purpose in my life at that moment in time.. and when i didnt need them anymore i walked away.  my word was i outgrew them..  he assumes i am a snob.

not that i care.  i have compartmentalized him as one of the bros.. a specific kind of friend that one does things with.. but doesnt connect with on a deeper level.  i have a lot of bros.

i have learned from every person i have come in contact with.. something important.  often the lesson doesnt come clear until i have walked away.

in order to have true friends.  you have to be one.  some friendships come easy.  some take work.  those are the ones i walk away from.  it isnt work if you are having fun and enjoying each other.  give and take freely.  when it becomes a chore.. well, that isnt friendship.

used to think that not making an effort made me a bad person.  a bad friend.  as a matter of fact.. at the beginning of writing this, i thought that.  you probably can tell.  but i dont think i am a bad person for walking away from people who have drained me and dont have anything to offer.  recognizing this.. well.. i should pat myself on the back for some self-preservation!  i deserve to be happy.  i deserve to be surrounded by people i want to be around.  i am worthy.  the people who are my friends, i give freely to and receive so much more.  they are a reflection of who i am.  and i can be proud of who i am.. because my friends are awesome. 

and you know who you are.

 

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