In an electronic age- build community and teach the world to sing

I started this blog a little over two years ago. I started it because a dear friend (Dana) recommended that I do so. She knows that I have always loved to write. I loved it from the time I was a little girl. (it goes back to my childhood books—Laura Ingalls Wilder, Anne of Green Gables, Jo March, and Betsy Ray—writers all).

In order to work my way through what I am feeling, I NEED to write, I NEED to talk, and I NEED to pray. I had been on FaceBook for awhile, but at the time I was really struggling with the protocol or perhaps I should say lack of protocol. I needed a place that felt safer when it comes to expressing my thoughts, feelings, and hopes. There were too many times on FaceBook where I felt attacked.

I had been stricken with Bell’s Palsy a few months before I began my blog. I was really, really depressed. At the time it seemed as though my neurofibromatosis was getting worse as well. With my half of my face paralyzed from the Bell’s Palsy and feeling overwhelmed, I literally and figuratively had lost my smile. So I began to write. I was determined to find ways to remain optimistic during trying times. Hence, I used that for my tagline. I frequently wrote about upbeat topics and ways to stay optimistic. In a sense that wasn’t difficult, as I have been a perennial optimist for most of my life. I have always been one to try to create community, and have always felt true appreciation when I stumble upon a community, and am accepted.

But as I wrote, I became aware of an infinite community of people longing to communicate through words, photographs, and music. I felt as though I had fallen into the community of singers on the hillside in that 1970s commercial about buying the world a coke and teaching the world to sing. When you are a blogger, or a blog-follower, you find new friends. It is akin to moving to a new town and finding new friends. That is a really wonderful thing.

You re-discover that indeed, you are not alone. When you are not alone, you have a community. So here I am today. It has been about 2 1/2 years since I began my Believe Anyway journey. This past 10 months or so I have not blogged on a daily basis as I did before. I was a little burned out, and I actually ran out of things to say. I was becoming repetitive, and I didn’t want to do that. I knew God was speaking to my heart, but my own noise and issues were drowning out what He wanted me to hear.

Some really significant hurts occurred in the past year, but I did not want to go into them here. Why is that? Well, my dear husband is a terrific sounding board. Talking to him didn’t change how I felt about the ones who had hurt me. That doesn’t usually happen. Between the two of us we can usually patch each other up just fine. I knew if I wrote about the actual things that those things would take on WAY more significance than they actually deserve. It would be there in internet world forever. Instead I knew I needed to heal. So that has been part of my “work” for the past few months.

Then the other day I talked to my wondrous friend Pattie on the phone. Oh how I wish she lived here! We put up our feet, grabbed our coffee, talked it through, and she was able to help me FINALLY see things how they really are and what they REALLY mean. She showed me that the things that happen says EVERYTHING about the ones that did it. Now, don’t misunderstand. That is basically a message that I have received from many of my blogging friends. Many have shared examples that rang true to my heart, which helped me keep on my optimistic path. And I had partially accepted it.

But Pattie helped me see it in a new way that completely healed me. When healing comes, it is truly like a rainbow spread across the sky after a horrible, lengthy storm. The birds chirp, the sun shines, and it is time to dance in the puddles and sail little boats made out of twigs.

My point, though, is this. For 2 1/2 years I have been writing. I have explained, taught, tried to share ways of hoping and believing. I truly believe that when we write and open our hearts, we reduce the sourness in the world and make it a sweeter place to be. During my childhood, every time my family moved to a new town, my mom would whisk us out the door bright and early every day. she’d say “go make some new friends”. Invariably i would stomp my way down the driveway. I wanted to cocoon in my house, read a book, and mourn the absence of my “old friends”, my “old town”, my “old school” , my “old teachers”, and my “old church”. But mama new that would give me nothing. She knew that I needed to immediately get on my horse and ride. If I didn’t do it right away and put myself out there, I would get entrenched. I might not ever do it.

Well, I am still here. In the blogging world, you have the potential to be in a new town each day. Each day is a fresh start—you bring your old town with you, and find new towns too. So what could be better than that, I ask you? I have been absolutely terrible for the last year at visiting the blogs of my beloved blogging friends. Part of that is just where my “head has been at”. I am ever so grateful that people still stop in and say howdy despite my lack of regular communication.

Even more, I am grateful that I can still share my thoughts and reflections with you. Today I am writing my 1,000th post for this blog. To realize that I had that much to say is a bit stunning. To know that there are people who have never met me face to face, yet they still read what I write fills me with gratitude and humility.

Thank you my friends….. let’s go to the hillside together.

About Kate Kresse

I love to write, I love to talk, I love to uplift people when I can. I am a woman in love with life. I am a wife, mom, tutor, writer, and I am a perennial optimist. (OK not every single minute but you get the point! :-)
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9 Responses to In an electronic age- build community and teach the world to sing

  1. cobbies69 says:

    I am fully in awe of your words here. My blogging has been a valuable part for me, on the three different sites I run, or part run, but of late I have been in a muddle, head mixed, but Kate, tell me why is it that the ladies I know through blogging and in my world here, It always seem that ladies seem to have some one to talk to, good friends,, but men do not,, well I should say this man here. The issues are bottling and with no way of release. I could use my blog to help, but this would surely offend some, so it stays within. I am very emotional person and it would be nice for me or men in general to have an outlet, I am just curious as knowing if there is an answer to why this maybe.
    Anyway I digress, your post here was a fabulous open eye read, it gives me heart. πŸ˜‰ have a good weekend. ps, hope you dont mind me asking such,, not expecting an answer, just thinking out loud.

    • Kate Kresse says:

      I think so many of us have been burned out or muddled in this past year. I keep running into people who say that. As to why it is that ladies seem to have someone to talk to, perhaps we are hard-wired to build community and establish relationships. The majority of the women i know face-to-face or blog-to-blog need to talk (or write) about what they are feeling and thinking. They (and certainly I) need to understand and be understood. Perhaps men are more hard-wired to conquer—and do not see it as a team of conquerers? As far as you finding release and establishing guy-chat I think there is a lot you can do….you can seek out other men’s blogs, especially men with blogs that deal with issues/feelings etc that you are going through. But in lieu of that, you can also gain release through a blog you keep private. This at least keeps things from getting bottled up. In the past year I have had to do that at times, until I figured out what the heck I am really feeling and thinking.

      Of course you can also start a blog devoted to building a men’s support group or sharing group or whatever. One that builds a fellowship or brotherhood for men that long for guys to share thoughts and ideas with. Perhaps it is weighing on your heart because it is a new calling for you? Who better to do so than you, who longs for such a group?

  2. Happy 1000th Birthday!
    You and I are on about the same schedule, beginning about the same time, and taking a break lately.

    I’m sorry yours was related to pain. Glad someone could get through the fog. I know that fog. xoxo

    • Kate Kresse says:

      Thanks, Kathy—-and yes she got through the fog. I am still dragging some debris around, but am trying to remember to toss the flotsam. Fog stinks!! x0x0x

  3. auntyuta says:

    Congratulations on your 1.000th post,, Kate. πŸ™‚ I love to read your posts. Thanks for publishing.

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  5. My Miss Katie, I so love you!
    You speak for so many of with this deep affection for our WP community. I feel the blessing too from writing openly here. It was because of you Kate one of my first handful of followers where I found the support & encouragement to keep up what I shyly had started.
    The connection you & I found was palatable, and relating as we do through music was secondary but such a blessed way to relate.
    I was with you on that hill standing in the circle of love singing I’d love to Change The World. Still there in spirit.
    I adore this post almost as much as I adore you.
    Congrats on 2.5 years of blogging. We are your grateful benefactors .

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