A message in a bottle. It’s an old fashioned, well-coveted means of conveyance. Of love, of sorrow, of ecstasy and of hate. But where will it land? No one knows. It might not even reach the hands of civilization.
A blog is the same. It’s an attempt for us bloggers to get our voice out into the world, and if it reaches someone, then great. If it doesn’t, too bad. But a blog is empowering. It gives us the courage to step out of our shell and say things we truly feel.
Talking to a real person is scary. To be exact, their reaction scares us. Scares me. When you talk to someone, you worry: “Will he/she be offended? Will they hate me for life? Will they make my life miserable?” Hidden behind a shield we call the internet, we are protected, and we build the courage to impart our wisdom and feeling to an audience I doubt is usually even there.
Message in a bottle- a symbol of the unknown. What could happen? Who’ll read it? WIll they reply? Will their reply reach me? Perhaps the shores on which the message tumbles on to is the shores of the human heart.
As a blogger myself, I find that, increasingly, my task is gravitating toward the art of manifesting the written word, and moving hearts. My challenge: Can I make you think about what I say, instead of just blankly reading? Will my words make you ponder? Will my words make you smile, or cry, or frown, or laugh?
Will my words reach the shores of your heart?
So I, like thousands of other bloggers, open my heart and mind. I convey my thoughts and feelings onto a collection previously created. I’ve debuted my words to the world, and I am proud. Are you proud? Have your words been broken free, and drifted away, flying like dandelions dancing in the wind?