My Papa was a wonderfully prolific and articulate letter writer and it was he who sent this quote to me many years ago when I was in a bit of a dilemma about my future during my final term at school. I haven’t a clue who said these words initially - all I know is that I do love what it says.
“It's not enough to have a dream unless you’re willing to pursue it. It's not enough to know what's right unless you’re strong enough to do it. It's not enough to join the crowd, to be acknowledged and accepted. You must be true to your ideals, even if you’re excluded and rejected. It's not enough to learn the truth unless you also learn to live it. It's not enough to reach for love unless you care enough to give it.”
In a rather oblique way that quote reminds me a little of an interesting and thought-provoking question asked by Bonnie of Bonnie's Original Art Studio about blogging and our own particular reasons for participating in this comparatively new form of communication
Bonnie mentions that Will Schutz's theory of group development may be a contributing factor in what drives us to blog. This premise was something that had never occurred to me. Having read her very well-expressed post on the subject I found myself pondering Schutz’s hypothesis with renewed interest. I didn’t comment immediately because it is a big question and one which needs a little thought, but this is close to what I posted in her comments section a bit later.
I think Herman Melville put it best when he said, "We cannot live for ourselves alone. Our lives are connected by a thousand invisible threads, and along these sympathetic fibres, our actions run as causes and return to us as results." A perfect description of blogging, don't you think?
I began blogging because I wanted - rather self-importantly, perhaps - to record moments in my life which hold special resonance for me and which I hoped would interest others. But, mostly, I started blogging for the same reasons that Alistair Cooke read those ‘Letters From America’ until he was an octogenarian. I'm an expatriate and most of my friends are scattered around the world. Each post is a letter home, wherever that is, and it's also a letter about home, wherever that might be.
It's a letter to some child not yet born, and to the friends, colleagues, sisters, brothers and former classmates who might stop by. (Funny how those circles overlap.)
It is a journal for my children and grandchildren about the things, people, and places that I love. I could store up enthusiasms until I burst, but writing them down is a better way to absorb and share them. Much to my surprise and delight, I also discovered the joy found via "invisible threads" and "sympathetic fibres" - those human connections made along the way. I realised, too, that blogging brought the lovely comfort of strangers – and that fantastic buzz of interaction between like-minded people world wide.
And, let’s face it, blogging has a great beat and you can dance to it!
**Many of our mutual bloggy friends have already seen and commented – most eloquently - on Bonnie's excellent post, but for those who haven’t – there is a cerebral treat in store for you.**