I watched "Midnight in Paris" the other night, and it lifted my creative spirit high, high, high. The days of unfettered karmic kinship must have been so fulfilling, so enlightening, so free and trusting...the reason that Paris in the 20's changed the world of creativity...and to me, the world in general. They took in everything and everyone because they FELT it. There was no considering whether this person or that was someone weird or not like the others or not to be trusted. They were FREE of that baggage. They just loved and felt, and laughed, and created, and created, and created. Or at least that's my ideal take on it.
Today, instead of seeing the lonely artist sitting next to us...or on the curb or walking alone...we see someone that could be a stalker, a killer, or at the very least, a weird person of whom we must beware.
What has happened?
I know I am not the most outwardly social person, but I still recognize the priceless value of interacting with the person sitting next to me.
Yes, the world can be scary, but if we lose touch with each other personally, what do we have left? A computer screen?
People still mistake kindness to be weakness...or even worse, weirdness. If someone talks to you in line at lunch does your skin crawl or does your soul see another human being?
I've had stalkers...the world can be scary. But let's not let the minority of our personal experiences become the majority of how we interact with the world. We all need each other.
love.
Exactly, my child, each and every person has his own way of identifying himelf/herself. I love to watch how everyone displays his own person, how he/she dresses or wears his/her hair; that is not weird to me it is a display of his/her own being, how one wants to project himself to the world. Just because someone is covered in tatoos doesn't mean he is cruel and mean it just means he/she likes tatoos and could be the sweetes gentlest person in the world. I am so glad you can see the world through the same eyes that I do. Your heart is soring and your words our pouring. Keep it up my Michele.
ReplyDeletethis is hard...i want to edit, but i promised myself i wouldn't do that. i feel like i'm on a soapbox, and I need to get down and just create. just not sure how to do that quite yet. but i'm not giving up this time.
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