Friday, 28 March 2008
Today I booked myself on the Xanga Community Tour. It was an exclusive booking of my own naming and imagination. Truth is, I wanted to explore other blogs among shared blogrings and tags. There are so many blogs, so little time. Today was different for me. I had time on my side.
As I moved among the community of xanga, I made some connections with new people and did a lot of listening with my eyes. I was entertained, touched deeply, and felt compassion toward other's struggle with the world as it presents it's self to the individuals who express in this place.
I must admit that at a few sites, I tip toed right back out when I noticed my "nope, this is not it for me" buzzer going off in my head, but such as it is in any community. Finding our zone of expression and who and what we want to share. We stumble, we sing out songs of verse, we create, we rant, we ask questions, we preach, we advise, we call out in need, we lust, we seek, we hunger, we challenge, and more and more and more.
Out on my adventure today, I checked back on old footprints and if I didn't see a recent post, I wondered what happened to a complete stranger who I've commented back and forth with a few times. Did they get the guy? Did they find a cure? Are they still looking for a different state of mind in the world as it is? Maybe in future studies they'll find that the break through for mental health reached critical mass when blogs became part of the balance. Maybe not. No matter. It is what it is.
Blog a little. Live a little. Rant, then get on out there and stand up for yourself. Yeah...Tell your boss to go to hell. You figured it out while blogging and there were people who told you that you weren't crazy. Ask a question, get many answers then make up your own mind.
What a day I've had. Thanks to all of you who let me know a part of them today and to others who continue to fill my soul with news of their life among the living.
What impressions do you get when you move among the community of xanga?