And a while to decompress, shuffle and compress what occurred tonight.
"Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will effect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the mornings, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in live, stay in love and it will decide everything." Father Pedro Arrupe.
Check out this amazing photo that sums up my love
In the wake of a blogging exodus that seems to be occurring - Shawn, Anon, Girl Dates London and even the Leah(A)'s, I asked Leaha why? Why is everyone abandoning their blogs? Her response reiterated something I guess I've always know - I like doing this, it's my therapy, it's as necessary to my existence/normalcy as a cup of coffee, where as for others it just isn't - it's something they do when they feel like it - like sometimes I feel like wearing my red d'Orsay stilettos around the house - there is really no point, no one who really sees, just something to do to fill a moment of time. Writing alters how I spend my weekends - reading, blogging, thinking about what to write, it wakes me up - I can't say it gets me out of bed - the wonders of a laptop... and so on. Which is why the more I progress/regress I find I am still intertwined with words, with stories, with paper. I am still very aware that my grammar, syntax and all that is lacking - maybe that will all come one day, maybe it won't, who knows. Don't get me wrong, but sometimes I wonder if all that is crucial when it comes to starting a discourse - when it comes to challenging the status quo. Yes, a misplaced comma, the wrong spelling etc can change the course of a paper etc, however, I still believe it is more important for people to just start writing and when writing, when discourse dies, freedom dies, and we become a truly impoverished people. We can have our cars, houses, Coach bags and Jimmy Choo's but if we are silent, what's the point?
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ok... you know all 3 of us are gonna be quoting that right!!!! why'd you have to quote it firstttttt. kidding. =)
I've always found that bloggers come in waves - for those whom blogging plays a temporary role, the interest wanes as they find a new outlet, interest, passing fancy. For those of us who think in writing, who experience a situation and give it a title in advance of the next time their fingers hit keyboard to describe it for the world - blogging is not a passing fancy, but a state of mind.
As for everyone else - they'll be back! when the going gets emo, the tough go blogging.
jocelyn
www.disadventure.com
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