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Let’s talk. Again.

What I would like, instead, is to create a nook, a space, where one, two, or a few people gather with a cup of pipping hot tea or freshly brewed coffee and sit to exchange thoughts, ideas, and stories about what is important to them and what they found to be amazing about their day.

Over in Bloom County, Opus and friends continue to enjoy a well deserved renaissance, poking fun and making sense of the terrible year that was 2016, and began lampooning whatever 2017 will decide to be.

I have been following the Bloom County crew since their re-launch, and have giggled, guffawed, spit-out my coffee, and cried over their episodes ever since. The cartoon strip harks back to the 80s, a time not unlike our own when the world didn’t quite make sense, and where daily headlines could best be explained by characters acting out in the funnies the inexplicable situations the news reported every evening.

For my part, I decided to take a long break from journaling, blogging, and posting to Inquietudes in order to focus on matters of importance that required a focused and diligent effort on my part to complete.

2016 was a difficult year I was happy to see come to an end. There were dragons to battle and slay. There were long stretches of boredom and solitude where nothing, I mean nothing, happened. There yet remain dragons that survive and are in need of taming or slaying. And then there was a brief moment of unexpected joy and promise that sadly did not last.

All the while, in the back of my mind, Inquietudes waited and remained a possibility to come back to. I missed the public part of writing: posting and receiving comments from kind, thoughtful readers who urged me on my scribblings. I didn’t miss the tedious moments of writing: of looking for the right turns of phrase to mean exactly what I wanted, sorting through daily events and deciding what to focus and write on, or searching for a surprising image that would not only illustrate what I was writing about but that would also make someone’s hair (or toes) curl, or incite panic in them should they be reading my posts at work.

I would like to create a nook, a space, where two, three, or a few folk gather with a cup of pipping hot tea or freshly brewed coffee and sit to exchange thoughts, ideas, and stories about what is important to them and what they found to be amazing about their day.

In any case, Inquietudes loomed in my mind, and as 2016 began to take a toll on lives that mattered and made a difference to me, I decided that it was time to come back and enjoy a sort of renaissance of my own. I wanted to return to blogging (again), but on my terms and my rules.

I do not want to post or write everyday, and I certainly don’t think that with all I have to do and work on this year, that I can manage to squeeze a sentence or two for the site every day. I do want to write and create something that is relevant to me because I feel the world needs something (though I’m not sure what that is exactly) that points to events that need clarification or be called on. I know I don’t want to remain silent or stand idly by hoping (against the odds) that things will improve and get better (when I feel they won’t; at least not for — the next four years? So, now you know where I stand).

So, taking note from the lovely, Ms. Diane Rehme, formerly of NPR’s The Diane Rehme Show, I decided to come back and start writing and posting again at least once a week. Ms Rehme’s daily show on NPR was a sane, tempered conversation that I will miss in an age where tempered and balance discourse is sorely, sorely needed. After her retirement, Diane promised to continue the conversation on her terms by publishing a weekly podcast I eagerly anticipate. Along the same lines, Mr. Breathed, creator of Bloom County, revived the comic strip that got me through my teen and college years on his terms, by publishing his stories on Facebook when he felt he had something to share with his readers. The last 350 published strips have been a joy to read and remain true to the spirit of the original cartoon with an updated sensibility to headlines and stories we are living in the new century.

I want for Inquietudes to be something similar to Diane’s upcoming podcast and Mr. Breathe’s work. I want to hark back to the days when blogging was exciting and new, intimate and immediate, personal and friendly. I don’t care for making headlines, stirring the pot, or posting 140 plus characters — or whatever the count is up to these days — that incite angry banter or denigrates one person or people for whatever misgivings they may be choosing to spread on any particular day.

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Rather, I want Inquietudes to be like Bloom County‘s Boy Dancer troop! I want to create a nook, a space, where two, three, or a few folk gather with a cup of pipping hot tea or freshly brewed coffee and sit to exchange thoughts, ideas, and stories about what is important to them and what they found to be amazing about their day [more on this later]. I want Inquietudes to be that place that feels comfortable and safe to hang out until the tea’s been consumed, or another pot of coffee is called for. And, yes, there will be red wine, Pinot, served as well with wry observations and commentary, served snark-free, thank you very much.

So I’m dusting off the keyboard and taking the covers off the furniture. I’m flipping the sofa cushions and clearing off the table from clutter. I’m pulling up ottomans and fluffing cushions. I’m turning off the cell phone and turning on the ambient music. I’m lighting a few candles, opening up windows (it’s Florida, after all), and brewing a fresh pot of coffee and warming up water for tea. Sit on the sofa or pull up a chair.

Let’s talk. Again.

About the author Walter

Walter lives and works in and around South Florida. When not practicing or studying acupuncture, you can find him at one of Miami’s beaches, or in a coffee shop lost in the pages of a good book. Walter enjoys diverse interests such as reading Tarot, practicing Qi Gong and Tai Chi, learning Buddhist dharma, practicing shamanic healing, writing for his blogs, reading Oriental philosophy, traveling to new places and old favorites, exploring contemplative photography with his iPhone, sitting quietly in meditation, practicing healthy fitness, and promoting wellbeing.

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6 Comments

    1. Thank you! It feels good to be writing again. 😬

  1. I’ve pulled up my chair! Glad to have you back.
    JP

    1. Good to be back. Been enjoying your posts as well.

  2. I would be quite blithe to have a cup of tea with you and talk etc.

    1. Blithe! Oh, I’ve not heard such poetry since Much Ballyhoo ’bout Nuth’n. Me thinks thou quothe the Bard.

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