A new year - An old blog

How many online identities does it take to create the right space for letting thoughts wander as they did before all the commotion?  For the moment, this space will do.

There seems to be a plethora of ways to communicate with everyone, but not such a lot of ways to create a place for one or two close friends to "speak" together from a distance: It seems G+ has that possibility, but how then to clear away the excess offerings?

Snail mail seems much too slow anymore and I wonder whether our brains were different in the days when we waited two weeks or more for a reply. What will I find to say here in this newly refound, old blog created on a whim one day while "doodles" showed me his new and exciting adventure online?

In addition to this blog, I have two others on Blogger - one created for my sister, Raven Maven, and one created for me while tending my sister. This blog was lost and forgotten until G+ searched my deep and forgotten past and "connected" my various parts. Two actual websites cost me about $10 a year each - tinalee.org and cranberryduff.net each had their purpose when begun back before google offered free dissemination of online presence.  A clumsy interface leaves those forlorn as this blogger works so smoothly and swiftly.  The most recent addition is a small professional page hosted by the American Massage Therapy Association which has the advantage of a "contact me" function funneling to my email without showing my address.  Formerly I had a presence in Multiply and something else before that. I don't know if those even exist anymore. On Multiply I was part of a small poetry "club" with members from every continent - sadly lost to me now.  facebook serves as a wild-ride public exchange of jokes, ideas, idiocy, and opportunity, but there is no space for contemplation, no room to expand a thought and return to it later alone yet in the open air - as if practicing tai-chi on the town common: alone yet unhidden.

Snow Day

The roads are slick. Classes are cancelled. It takes a little while to be grateful for the extra hours.

Here we are. Me here now; you here now, too,
but sometime and someplace else.

Glad we could get together like this!
Next time, I'll bring tea. Is Earl Grey alright with you?