by love.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Wednesday WRIT!
With pen in hand, or fingers poised over the keyboard, what exactly compels one to begin speaking silently in written text? While one person may need to write a thesis, another seeks the lyric, a third is yet reporting on factual events. The business of writing is varied in nature and purpose just as the people who choose to write are thus varied. Yet when I become that person, poised over the keyboard, or now, typing at keys sometimes quickly, sometimes drawn out through pauses and careful picking, I have only one agenda - to put my inner world on paper. To give voice to my thoughts and opinions, my questions and doubts, my longings and joys. Writing as revealing inner thoughts becomes instantaneously more personal and intimate than many other genres. Writing is an invitation to others, an open extension of the hand and mind to ponder something I deigned important enough or provoking enough to share... for the mutual understanding with another mind, or discussion, and even scrutiny. Writing, when practiced often, forces me to remain open, specific, personal, and transparent. The desire for expression compels me... a longing to no longer be a lone reed, but to find friends on the journey, to share in my thoughts, and perhaps, be inspired to share their own.
So let’s seek that common ground together. I would be flattered indeed if my words inspire you to write your own thoughts, and to reveal them with the world. For now, I simply accept being a lone reed, typing away, sharing even if there’s no ear to listen or eyes to read. The invitation is always open... for questioning, discussing, and yes, scrutinizing. If I will ever become a writer, the unearthed dream of a once timid ten year old (young enough to be without recourse to know what it would entail), I must practice, often, even when it is nothing but jibberish or something close to dreadful.
I crown the tedious of all work days, that laborious middle day when the week is still getting into full swing but one is already dreaming for the weekend, yes, the tedious Wednesday will now be my blog’s crown for the Wednesday WRIT! My writing, revealing inner thoughts.
Come back and let me share with you...
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
birds chirping.
Birds chirping just outside in a small courtyard. Just far enough away, beyond the blinds that shield out the sun's rays, to tantalize with their melody. Spring lures me to herself, away from this electrical box of plastic and metal and glass that I must face in silence. A screen stares back at me, and it might as well be blank. My energy is focused on the interior of my heart and mind. Changes have come and will continue to come. I have a roommate now who is the most gentle, funny, loving and perfectly created and formed being for me. I may soon find out about another living being, a little girl, half a world away in the heat of Africa that may soon become part of my extended family. What joy has come, and yet what more joy awaits. With the birds chirping just outside in a small courtyard, I cannot tear myself from their song and enchantment. Spring, life, newness; song and dancing. The sense of sitting at a desk befuddles me when so much awaits on the other side of this blinded windowed wall. Walls cornering me into a building sunk halfway in the ground, windows beaming across asphalt lots, leaving me yearning for release.
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