Comments on: Shrinking Violets is more than a ‘Network’Excerpts from: Finding Our Way http://www.diamondinthebasalt.com/shrinking-violets-is-more-than-a-networkexcerpts-from-finding-our-way/ Hip Chicks in the 509 Thu, 25 Feb 2010 04:48:58 -0800 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1 hourly 1 By: Mariah http://www.diamondinthebasalt.com/shrinking-violets-is-more-than-a-networkexcerpts-from-finding-our-way/comment-page-1/#comment-41 Mariah Thu, 14 May 2009 22:20:13 +0000 http://www.diamondinthebasalt.com/?p=26#comment-41 I agree that our modern "communities" are so impoverished that we don't even know the meaning of the word: http://spovangelist.com/the-c-word/ Sometimes I feel like checking my inbox is like looking out over a vast and empty ocean. I hold out hope that something will present itself, that my ship will someday sail in, but it never does... What am I looking for that I can't seem to find? How does one cast off the comfortable habits and unearth what is lying latent all around? This is what I want to know, what I want to do. I agree that our modern “communities” are so impoverished that we don’t even know the meaning of the word:

http://spovangelist.com/the-c-word/

Sometimes I feel like checking my inbox is like looking out over a vast and empty ocean. I hold out hope that something will present itself, that my ship will someday sail in, but it never does…

What am I looking for that I can’t seem to find? How does one cast off the comfortable habits and unearth what is lying latent all around? This is what I want to know, what I want to do.

]]> By: gaeyia http://www.diamondinthebasalt.com/shrinking-violets-is-more-than-a-networkexcerpts-from-finding-our-way/comment-page-1/#comment-40 gaeyia Mon, 11 May 2009 08:50:37 +0000 http://www.diamondinthebasalt.com/?p=26#comment-40 I often feel the word community is lost. People say it like they say network. A blanket term for the acquisition of interconnection. I find myself dreading the obsessive chatter that takes place between "friends" and "followers". My mailbox is empty. My inbox is empty. My address book is empty and yet another 20 people have managed to solicit my participation today. I want more. I want to carry on conversations with the elderly. I want to feel attachment to place more than popularity. I want to laugh so hard my sides hurt and LMAO doesn't count. Community is not a high number or a marketing gimmick. It's loyalty to what was, what is, and what could be. I often feel the word community is lost. People say it like they say network. A blanket term for the acquisition of interconnection. I find myself dreading the obsessive chatter that takes place between “friends” and “followers”. My mailbox is empty. My inbox is empty. My address book is empty and yet another 20 people have managed to solicit my participation today. I want more. I want to carry on conversations with the elderly. I want to feel attachment to place more than popularity. I want to laugh so hard my sides hurt and LMAO doesn’t count. Community is not a high number or a marketing gimmick. It’s loyalty to what was, what is, and what could be.

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