“What colour will it be? Will the inside be varnished? Is the sanding finished? How long will it take? How old is it? Where did you dig it up from? Did it come with sails? Looks great. Good progress!” A barrage of questions fired like shots from a Heckler and Koch. Undisturbed by the onslaught from bystanders, hand-workers on the boat renovation project remain unvexed, composed and keen to answer questions, seemingly happy to share ideas, plans and progress.
Around the workplace coffee machine conversation froths like the heated milk. Feet pound pavement along the waterfront whilst problems are solved. Regular commuters exchange stories rattling down tram tracks. Fishermen share herring rolls in antique sea towns, reliving bygone eras when nets were full and seas exciting. In the school yard a ball meets its target spurring enthusiastic celebration, back slaps and high fives. The participation in a moment, an experience, a common interest, of divinity.
Beyond the interface of an Android or Apple, in the dynamic, tangible, real- world tapestry of participation, threads weave, colours flow, yarn melds and mesh, embedding stories and interweaving experience. An osmotic, unforced, uncomplicated, social platform of sharing in humanity rumbles where:
Connection is in conversation with the dog walker
Affinity grows in the community garden
Fraternity is fostered on a friend’s night out
Support is solicited on an afternoon stroll
Belonging is embodied on the basketball court
Faith is fabricated in the Men’s Shed
Confidence crystalizes in the church pew
Loneliness is lost In lunch room laughter
Morale is mustered at the soccer match
Sisterhood strengthens in the school yard.
Community blossoms.
In a place where Tweets turn to greets, Chats to conversations, where people replace posts, shared teabags supersede hashtags, memories replace messages and browsing becomes believing that indeed an ecosystem can be established in which minds are broadened, souls strengthened, horizons expanded and humanity regained. Community blossoms and creation restores.
As the refurbished boat rolls down the ramp towards the water, enthusiasm bubbles, pride is buoyant, success a reality and achievement collective. “When are we doing the next one?” There’s a unity in community.
Darlink Again it’s so true and good and nice to read. Thanks for sharing. Love you Xxxxxx
Op vr 5 jul. 2019 01:23 schreef THE WISDOM COLLECTOR :
> Jarka posted: ” “What colour will it be? Will the inside be varnished? Is > the sanding finished? How long will it take? How old is it? Where did you > dig it up from? Did it come with sails? Looks great. Good progress!” A > barrage of questions fired like shots from a Heckl” >
Thank you for always reading my work. And being so supportive, even when it’s always in English! 😘
I like this blog of yours A LOT … especially the thought that “…ecosystem can be established in which minds are broadened, souls strengthened, horizons expanded and humanity regained.”
However, very often in our circles far and near it’s lacking the “unity of community”.
So, I hope that a lot of people (far and near) will read this blog because I like real “Community [to] blossom and Creation restored” … and of course be part of it myself 😃😃😃😘
Looking forward to the next encouraging blog.👍🏻
Again, soooo much to digest and so entertaining!!! Love it love it love it!!! Xx
Thanks for reading it! I’m glad you enjoyed 👍
Thanks for the encouragement and always looking beyond the words! 😄