comes at a time when you are least expecting it...like conceiving a baby or falling love (preferably falling in love first)
so many of us are removed from our heritage - well, i am -
i don't live in Hungary or Ireland, and cannot step outdoors and run my hands against the ancient stones that were laid upon the church's walls hundreds of years ago
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| photograph taken on our travels to Idaho |
here where I live, on our little farmette...if felt as though there was more of a history when the barn was still standing...we do have a corn crib that is quite old....which i am certainly not complaining about to have instead
all of that is physical history...things you can touch and feel.....
what i am talking about is finding my culture within
within who i am...all of me
it's kind of exhilarating thinking of that...the foods that i both create and crave...the clothes i both make and wear...the faith i both live and breathe
i could dedicate a whole book written on finding my culture within...
i do think so many of us who like to journal our lives onto the net for anyone to read should not be scared....we shouldn't hold back ourselves...
there is strength within all of us to just embrace who we are and the culture we have made for ourselves
why? because it's exposing ourselves there is strength within all of us to just embrace who we are and the culture we have made for ourselves
why also? because we are able to look at whatever images we wish and read whatever we'd like to form this culture
it's our own personal workings in our daily lives that makes up our culture and it's intellectual activities
Gotta talk to you later, if you don't mind.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
Fra
Oh Anne,
ReplyDeleteI so needed to hear this lately. I am in a season where God is working on who I am on the inside,.,.it is painful at times...joyful at times....and wonderful to see who God is molding me through His grace. I have begun to rework my blog to share and I find it scary but you have encouraged me. Thank you
Beautiful picture of Idaho! You are always an inspiration to me and I look forward to your posts. Even though I don't comment regularly, I do stop by daily to see what's happening on the farm.
ReplyDeleteI remember years ago being on the phone with my BFF and saying, "It's raining outside and it's an English day." I always feel most at home in the mist, fog and rain (and, thank goodness, live in the Pacific NW)--Englishness resonates with me. In the past 30 years I've followed the course of what feels familiar to me--going back to my primordial roots? I don't know, but it's comforting. Thank you for your beautiful blog. Allegra/Oregon Coast.
ReplyDeleteI totally get what you are saying.
ReplyDeleteI am exploring this idea whenever I can get a quiet moment. Which isn't as often as one might wish. :)
Funny, you should have a picture of Idaho. It's where I live now. It's home and kinda a part of my culture because I am here, but...not really bc I just don't seem to "speak the language" of the natives. I am learning though.