I couldn't sleep. So I'm up. Feeling a bit nostalgic and longing for that smooth feeling of comfort, being in my skin.
I'm just realizing it's been a long time since I've been quiet, contemplative and introspective. There's just so much to do. I know things come in waves and this is just one of them. I know there are times when life seems to happen non-stop. And I'm guessing that's where I've been for almost a year.
Journaling is always available but I'm not always in that mode. Almost makes me grieve for the days of hand-writing in a hardbound paper journal. Journaling was like spending time with my best friend. I never left home without my journal.
Now it's my computer. I hardly write on paper anymore.
I just did a little reminiscing in here, remembering freeepeace, and how it all started. Our journals, the community, the endless reads. I wonder what happened to the many who were a huge part of my daily online experience.
I know, I left aol. I was the one who chose to jump ship - along with many others. We scattered throughout the cosmos. As much as I liked the new blog-home, its flexibility and customizable options, it never felt quite the same as journaling here. Visually, I see aol as a private community (like a college campus) where much of the activities are contained. There's a common area for gathering. Others can visit anytime (unless it's a closed meeting or the doors are locked for members only).
I dunno. I've been watching YouTube lately. I joined over a year ago but didn't really do much with it. Today is the 2nd Annual "As One" Gathering in San Francisco. It reminds me of the aol anniversary events I participated in (virtually) here. And the gathering we all talked about but never made happen.
Cory "Mr. Safety" Williams of SMPfilms describes the YouTube gatherings as a way for people to see they do belong to a community. He says friends who aren't involved in the online community don't understand the connection between members.
So true. That's how it was when I was so deeply involved with aol journals. My closest friends - one in particular - had the most difficult time understanding the depth, the ties, the connection. My experiences were minimized. The internet as a means of being social seemed too foreign. If they weren't involved, they couldn't possibly understand. So they didn't take it seriously.
When I started journaling online, social network sites like myspace and facebook didn't have nearly the buzz or traffic they see today (facebook didn't even exist when I started this journal). And viral video? Guru filmmaking? Vlogging? They were merely particles of thought...if that!