Several years ago, I had to change dentists (the dental plan changed, so I had to find a new dentist). Trust me folks, the story gets better.
I am sitting in the dentist chair, and my dental hygienist walks in to greet me. I have forgotten her name, but let's call her Sally. She introduced herself, took some paperwork from my hands, and adjusted the chair. Her job, more than anything, was to clean my teeth. Not so wonderful of a job, but you know, she chose the profession. Or I should say as you will discover, she embraced her job.
During the entire cleaning, Sally hummed to me. I was taken aback by this at first, but her humming comforted me. Completely comforted me. I don't like going to the dentist, but Sally made the teeth cleaning so comfortable. She, I believe, really is passionate about her job, and her humming took me back to my childhood. I can't fully explain it, but her humming resonated with me. If I were in a psychiatrist's couch rather than a dentist's chair, perhaps I could have figured it out.
The other day, I read a blog – a new blog1, and I got the same feeling. Not the feeling of getting my teeth cleaned, but the feeling of having something familiar resonate within my soul. Have you ever read someone and just love their writing? Like it speaks to you? Like it moves you and places you in harmony with the world?
That happened to me last week. I was feeling really crappy, and reading those words comforted me. Even now, as I recall the feeling, my eyes are filling with tears. Tears of joy.
I love Charlotte Brontë!2 Now my new blogging buddy is not Charlotte Brontë, but you know, Charlotte, is not she either. Okay, before you say you don't care for Ms. Brontë – that's not the point. Brontë resonates with me, and this blogger does so as well. It is so comforting to read the words, sort of like eating warm bread.
I hope you know have something that resonates with you, that rekindles the spirit. And, you know, something as special or more so, is to be that dental hygienist that hums to comfort.
1No, I am not going to link to the blog. My friend is shy.
2Oh, and I love writing umlauts, those little dot thingies above vowels of some words. I also love referencing stuff with footnotes. Makes me feel smart and all. It also keeps some of my randomness out of the blog entry.
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3. My Stories. Yeah, I have a few erotic stories here. I know, they are not all that good, but they were fun to write. Don't read them if this offends you (and they represent less than 1% of the content here). These stories have elements of truth and fantasy, some more true than others. Complain about something that is a bit more substantive if you must complain. I have lots of faults.
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I don't feel there's anything wrong about quoting someone's link on your blog if you like them that much...but if your friend is shy and her blog is that good...it's a shame that she isn't exposed. I find you to be a great writer, and if you suggested to read someone else's blog, then I would shoot right over there.
Some bloggers write where I can totally relate and they hit a chord that hasn't been tapped into for quite some time. These people are just talented at that.
Every once in a while, I stumble upon a writer like that too. Amazing, isn't it?
(And I love those little dot thingies and degrees marks and all that fancy-schmancy stuff too...;)
I wish my dentist visits were that pleasant. ;-)
Like the famous Saturday Night Line..."Leesa, you ignorant slut"
(That editorial statement does not necessarily reflect the position of the blogger, but was intended for the amusement of the reader)
Why dont you let the rest of us see the blog? Blogs are out there for ALL to see, Blogville is like a giant game board where there are a sea of walnut shells, where you go to each one, turn it over, peer inside and find that most are boring blogs, but some are very inspiring, funny, whatever. So much that the mere finding of those few nuggets keep us in the game and turning ALL the shells over, this endless supply of shells to find those few jewels.
Soul connections like the one you describe are rare and are to be cherished. It was something that happened with my current wife that gave me the same feeling when I first met her.
I was sitting in her living room a few days after our first 'official' date. And I realized that what I felt was 'comfort'. Oh, she's lovely, and smart and sexy and all those things, but mostly she makes me feel very comfortable and connected in her presence. That was something I'd never had with my other wives. And maybe that's why this one, even a decade later, is still wonderful to me. Thanks for the food-for-thought, Leesa.
Ian
~deb: In the past, she has had stalkers. Or stalker. So it is a bit more than being shy.
stacy: yeah, I love it.
twin: It was absolutely great!
larry: good blogs are hard to find. But sometimes you have to be sensitive to the other writers' feelings.
ian: I sometimes feel the same way with other writers as well. Nice to have a wife like that, Ian!
Now I'm very curious about this blogger. I'm not a stalker. Unless Brady Quinn is involved, but that's another story...
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