Thursday 9 August 2012

O' oh, here I go

Well this is scary and embarrassing but anyway, I'll have a go.
Why am I blogging?
A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to 'write'
not books as such but just the thoughts and ideas that come tumbling into my mind all the time.
Thoughts, racing, chasing, tumbling, jumbling,  teeming, streaming in the mind,
In free-fall.
There is a desire to share them but also the fear of seeming arrogance.
Casting them upon the e-waters of life where they might just wash up on a shore of reception somewhere,
and maybe feed a need or plant a flower of belief or hope or trust or love
or even a smile,
well, that would be good.
There is always the hope that there might be someone out there who reads the words and thinks, 'yes, I know what you mean' and that would be very good.
Blogging seems the answer to that desire.
I understand that it can be as anonymous as you wish it to be.
It's free and simple and yet so scary that I've been putting off the first step,
Until tonight.
So, I have my net-book
I have my blog name and I've made a start.
FIRST STEP IS HALLO
Hallo to you who may have read this far.
What is important for people to know about each other?
Not age surely. We are all people, human beings. We speak, hopefully, mind unto mind, heart unto heart.
The important things to me are 'what do we love, care about';
What couldn't we give two figs about.
What makes us laugh, cry, love, hate even.