A Short Paragraph About You

[gurdonark]

An on-line friend from Goteburg sent me two samples of a Swedish instrument called a nyckelharpa. It's got a great sound--like a cross among a zither, a fiddle, a dulcimer and something indefinable. I'm using it to mine samples to slice, but I admire the samples as they stand now, unadorned.

Today marked another very busy day. I am tired.

The newspaper advised that this January is the most rainy since 1898. We do extremes well where I live. Other places are warmer, other places are colder, but we have compelling contrasts.

I like a meme that is going around the internet these days. I'm impressed, too, with the aplomb people bring to this meme.
Thus, I'm going to incorporate that meme into this post, and issue you an invitation:

I'd be delighted to write you a short paragraph about how cool you are, and what I like about you and your journal. There are but three rules:

a. you may not write back to deny any compliments paid;
b. you need not duplicate my feat in your journal;
c. you shall not turn inot a winged monkey.

I reserve the right to:

a. write a long paragraph, or more than one
b. wax effusively
c. go off on tangents
d. give unexpected praise

As you know, I like to start these things with a silly word in reply.

If you are interested, could you reply--

"All about me"

Comments

[theodicy.livejournal.com]

All About Me

(There was a cool Dr. Seuss book by that title - one of those seventies do-it-yourself things.)

[gurdonark.livejournal.com]

I like the way that you try really hard, even when you don't feel like trying. I like that you've been pursuing a graduate degree in the liberal arts, when so many people in life might hypothetically pipe up to tell you to do something safer and simpler. I like that you had a child at a grown-up age, and that you've taken such delight in her.

I think you're very bright and witty, and that you have a huge caring streak. I think that you're probably a lot more self-aware than you were a decade ago, which is not an evolution that happens for everyone.

I like the way that, deep down, I think that you recognize that life is not perfect, and that you make of it what you can. I like that you try consciously to balance faith and compassion with the tugs and pulls of life. I like that you're so loyal to your family members. I like that your heart appears on your sleeve a surprising amount of the time.

I like that you keep getting up, after things that knock you down. I like that you're going to keep on slogging, and my wish for you is that you slog on through, and don't let the bastards get you down.

I like that you went on a kind of detective search of self-discovery, and discovered, perhaps, that what you discovered was not so much you as a piece of history, of great interest, but not really the field upon which the ballgame of your life is played.

I like that you have high standards of yourself and of others. I like that you know that you have to cut people slack sometimes anyway.

If the world were populated by clones of you, it might not be a perfect world, but it would be a better world.