that allusive thing

Good Morning..
I have returned to the place of my blogger birth, Hotwire Cafe.

community is never easy to realize and in these modern times, I find it is something we desperately yearn for, yet it slips through our fingers, that allusive thing.

I am not a learned professional who knows statistics, who has written books and developed schemes in which to bring community about. hardly. in fact, I am one of those who wants companionship but, finds it much easier to just isolate and meet my own needs. does that make me different or am I in fact just like you?

Anyway, the reason I hopped onto this topic this morning is because Hotwire is a really cool place that offers music at night, coffee and if you so choose, backgammon and chutes and ladders by day. It is in fact, a regular community center...well, sort of. Coffee isn't free and in fact, neither is this internet service. So, building community costs something. hmmm.

what does it cost to build community?
it costs looking out of sort and well, just not all together.
it costs me time.
it costs me love.

what does community offer?
it offers acceptance.
it offers me purpose.
it offers me love.

without sounding so corny, isn't it worth it to just be real. be willing and available. why not open up? why not lay it all down?

I love to ask questions because then, I don't have to have all the answers.
rather sneaky snake of me, huh?

so, whoever is reading this. thanks.
you have been a good listener.