Sunday, 12 January 2014
& So An Introduction
Don't expect to uncover much literary genius, like that of Austen and Dickens and MacDonald riddled in my, no doubt ill-structured, paragraphs of deep thought that I've decided to dribble and pour out in this very unfamiliar vessel called "blogging". This is just a way for me to organize, share and even discover my entangled collections of thought and maybe reveal to myself if my passion for writing is a passion that is undeniably strong. But, (and yes, I start sentences with conjunctions sometimes) I have found that even in dribble there are beautiful truths.
Anyhow, I am a storyteller. In fact, I firmly believe all human beings are storytellers. I tell stories through music some days, visual art other days and when the stories are too clear to manifest in ways that (as music and visual art) are often interpreted with incredibly variety, I write. Mostly without the proper this and that because I always stunk in grammar and I like the way certain rebellious writing patterns I've created for myself sound. Scattered and deep, stubborn and individual; my writing may not appeal to you in the least and so please, if that is the case, do not trouble yourself to push through this sorry excuse for a blog.
I'm a tea-drinking, sushi-loving, music-admiring, nature-adoring, history-cherishing, Kingdom-seeking, art-respecting kind of person that gets lost in my own head quite often enough. Since I was very little I have favored Road to Avonlea over Curious George and the King Arthur legend over Arthur the Aardvark. (Don't get me wrong though, I love Arthur the Aardvark.) I've always been old-fashioned. Perhaps I'm hopelessly old fashioned. But hopelessly is an awfully strong word.
But if you want to know me really, truly know me, you must be aware that everything I am, everything I love, everything I dream and everything I create is nothing without God. That's the truth.
And so, there is my introduction. If I interest you any feel more than free to follow my posts which are basically an outpouring of what builds up in my often over-crowded, sometimes random and silly, usually deep mind and heart. I don't have all the answers, I don't have all the insight and wisdom... I'm a wanderer in thought and spirit, who knows that she doesn't belong on this earth, that she was made for bigger things, that there is purpose and hope and that we are but a moment here. If this is my one shot, my big performance (for lack of a better term), then I'm gonna live it, and live it awake. -We Are the Sojourners.