If you have read more than one or two posts here, you know as well as anyone in my face-to-face life this important fact about me: I wear my heart on my sleeve.
I fight it sometimes, I do. But I just can't help it. I put my whole self out there, into the world, just because I feel I have to. You'll not be surprised to learn that I do not have a poker face among my repertoire of facial expressions.
Being this way brings its complications. I'm overwhelming to some people with my puppy-like eagerness. Because I'm not good at pretending ennui, I probably lack a certain mystery; I don't do aloof.
I love meeting new people and getting to know them. I think most people are interesting, and I love learning about new friends, getting to know the details of their life. And equally so, I love connecting with people whom I've cared about in my past.
For years I have been a little ashamed of this kind of enthusiasm. But now, instead of working against it, I have decided to embrace opening my heart to people. I am wearing my heart on my sleeve, proudly.
Tomorrow I will post the first in a long series of posts I'm calling "Open Heart Letters." These are open notes to people in my life--both currently or from my past--who have made some sort of impression on me. For the people in my life now--well, I am writing these because it's so good to know that someone cares for you and thinks of you, isn't it?
And for those people I knew long ago-- I realize that many of them won't even see these "love letters" I feel compelled to write. Regardless, I think it's a worthwhile exercise to reflect on the people I have known at formative times in my life, even those I knew for just a short while. They stay in my memory. From time to time my thoughts will land on such a person, and I am reminded how amazing the wide world is, filled with good people who make positive impressions on you just by crossing your path.
This is an ambitious project, and potentially endless--there are so many people I've admired and cared for over the years. Some notes will be long letters, others distilled into a few lines or a poem. I invite you to come along on the journey, and consider your own connections as we go...
This is an ambitious project, and potentially endless--there are so many people I've admired and cared for over the years. Some notes will be long letters, others distilled into a few lines or a poem. I invite you to come along on the journey, and consider your own connections as we go...
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