I was going to blog about something totally different, but now I'm just not feelin' it. Maybe later.
Instead, my attentions were radically redirected by and email from a friend. I feel like writing my Manefesto De Noemi, my intentional purpose in relationship with others and my approach to life. If this all sounds a bit too Oprah for you, feel free to detour over on down to my favorite internet escapist haunt, Dlisted.com. Michael K. will serve you up right.
My motto is quite simple really--Life is short, so love passionately, speak openly and take risks! Forget your hangups and decide that you will bring joy to joyless situations. Don't hold back for fear of hurt or rejection--be a fool. Be what is missing!
Was that "quite simple"? I don't know. I realize that everyone has had some serious pain in their lives. Some of you have had some seriously awful, messed up things to deal with and life isn't fair. Trust me, I know. I've just come to really admire those who have risen up out of their pain and decided to be something stronger than they were before--to act fearless even if they still fear. To rise up at all is an act of fearlessness. I have lost too much to pretend I don't need people. The people I love and need are simply flawed human beings the same as everyone else and even when I don't understand their motivations, I will be willing to "creep within and feel [their] beating heart"--to try to understand for their sake.
I honestly don't care if I appear cool, or aloof, because am rarely either and it is too much work to attempt to appear otherwise. I am just a poor, wounded, stupid thing and I wouldn't change that for the world.
