You know how sometimes you don't truly understand something until you've
been able to successfully explain it to someone else? I'm that way about my
life. By writing intimately of my life as if it was an on-going story
(which, in some senses, it is), I begin to find reoccuring themes and running
threads, a sense of unity and of progression. It may be an illusion, but hey,
it helps me to sleep at night.
I began this intending, at least conciously, for it to never been seen by
any of the people whom I actually knew, or at least for it never to be seen
by any within the distance of a local telephone call, which is to say, those
whom I might run into on an ordinary day, those that might ask me questions
about it to my face. I'm just non-confrontational like that. It's too late
for that now, though, "LG" has taken on a life of it's own; most of my friends
read it, which may be partially due to the fact that most of my readers soon
become friends.
This is, in no way, the equivalent of a diary or journal. Certain
functions of each do overlap, but LG should, in no way, be read as an
accurate reporting of the events of my life. It matters not to me that in
years to come I should be able to look back upon this and remember the events
which inspired these meager bits of thought exactly as they occured, only
that I remember how I felt.
If you'd like to write a chapter of Living Groups, email
me at dgf1@acpub.duke.edu.
There is now a Living Groups majordomo mailing list upon which I
announce the completion of new chapters, test out the rough drafts of chapters,
and just for general discussion of whatever. If you would like to join the
list, send an email to
majordomo@acpub.duke.edu with
"subscribe living-groups" in the body.
The page within is both extremely graphic intensive and designed for the
800x600 screen mode. If this excludes any of you.... sorry.
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