naked and vulnerable

If I stand that way in front of you I also have to trust you’ll catch me when I fall….

honni speak

Life is not what I have seen, but what I’ve projected.

It’s not what I’ve felt, but what I’ve decided.

It’s not what I’ve experienced, but how I will remember it.

It’s not what I’ve forged, but what I have allowed.

And it’s not who’s appeared, but who I have summoned to teach me.

Thank you for this Bellarina, ex-pat in Prague.

Writing for ourselves

Or do we cease to when we are involved with another?

Does our writing subtly morph into another method of communication? Hoping in our heart of hearts they “see”? us so we don’t have to take the risk of speaking the words?  We start writing “to” them instead of for us, especially when we go out of our way to “share” those pages with those we want to know better.  And those of the heart.

Certainly some blogs, journals, whatever are interactive.  A collaborative effort in sharing with each other…to each other.  Not many are.
There are some of us too who write better than we speak.  I get that.
I like the written word.  But, those who do tend to be articulate anyway.
Thoughtful in what and how they speak.

But really, I think it’s about courage.

Yet we deny this don’t we?  After all we are just sharing, right?  Here, look at what I do.  I write stuff. Now I can *write* you instead of *talking* to you.  Instead of sharing our hearts in three dimensions.  Less risk.

I say yes, unfortunately. We hide between the back type littering the white space. We use it to our advantage.  At best, a very poor method of communication.

Chicken shit.

Guilty as charged….

edits

How do you edit?

Really now, do you write to paper or word program and transfer it here?

Are you lucky in that you can write in a “finished” format?

It’s maddening for me.  Probably part of my Capricorn perfectionist nature and not letting anything go.

But I write and edit.  I hit the publish button and find in all cases, I edit for another hour…it’s not what I wanted to say.  This and that needs better punctuation. This and that words is not quite right.

Look at it again an hour later and shit there is another mistake another word that needs to be fixed…..

What is up with that?

How do you cure this affliction?

no answer

No answer is simply not an answer.

Forgotten or ignored we never know.

Have the courage to say, “Yes” or “No”.