Sunday, February 17, 2013
Around The Family Table
The last time I linked over to an essay of Brigid’s, I noted that Brigid’s parents, and my parents, would have gotten along quite well together.
Brigid’s most recent essay, Posts From the Road - My Brothers Keeper, reminds me that my family is larger than just my parents and siblings, and I thank Brigid for this reminder, because I have experienced the caring of this larger family.
...I think of this blog community, many of you here that I have met, thousands I have not. Yet when a blog goes silent, usually because someone did the ring of salt wrong when setting up their new blogger template, someone always speaks up. “What happened to Matthew, his site is down?” Someone else, “he’s fine, just not going to maintain a blog”. Others offering help if the issue IS technical. Well wishes for the new parents, condolences for our losses, support during illness. Some cash in a tip jar for an unexpected emergency in a working family. Rituals from those who remember the divinity of rituals, a few minutes each day we rescue each other deep in the middle of an anonymous web.
We read the news, we surf the web, just as we walk the streets, motion, stopping, pausing, looking, the whole world moving with the click of a heel, the click of a mouse, so much dependent on how quickly we come into view and move out again, how much we really are aware of in that moment. But we watch, we listen, we think, we prepare to survive, we prepare to defend. We are less strangers than you think, this tribe of bloggers.