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!

Thursday, June 21, 2012

life's little obstacle

right now i'm trusting my dogs not to bite the dudes hanging out in my window.

every day we live
every thing we do
requires some level of trust

surface trust is easy..
it's the deep stuff that's.. well.. damn near impossible sometimes.

i spent nearly a month trusting that my wife ( my WIFE :D ) loved me enough to say yes.. to want to spend the rest of her life with me.. to find happiness with me..

i trust every day that she is happy
but i make it my mission to do right by her..  to never take her for granted
or us

for so long
i didn't trust anyone
not even myself
i blocked my voice
stunted any sense of forward momentum
just.. floated in an abysmal state of fear and anger and lonliness and sadness

is that the key..
trust?
is that the answer..

i trusted her all along i think.. a little
if i hadn't.. she would never have seen that there is more to me than meets the eye.
if i hadn't.. she would never have trusted in me..  or felt safe..

so in trusting.. we open ourselves to possibility
to the.. future
the naive do this so easily
the young have so little fear
they have yet to feel the sting of loss.. remorse.. consequences.. 

as we experience more of life
trust..
takes tremendous will
and courageous heart
but most of all..

to trust.. is a proclamation to the universe.. DO AS YOU WILL.. I WANT TO LIVE!


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  1. JiniJune 21, 2012 at 6:46 PM

    This is incredible. Such truth in it, and such strength. I love this.

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