Color and Design

I spent the last four days at the IWWG Summer Conference in Litchfield, Connecticut. So many people, so much talent – raw and polished gems of every color, design, and cut. There were workshops on plot, dialogue, how to read your work aloud, writing toward the whole, collaging motherhood – the list goes on.

People dazzled. They were humble, friendly, willing to mentor, smart. Some of the presenter’s were in their 80’s, sharp as tacks, with life experiences and perspectives that many of us can hope to follow in the footsteps of….

The environment makes you want to give, perhaps because you are being offered so much that it feels right, or because you feel so nourished that you aren’t coming from scarcity, or because it feels fulfilling and substantial. The environment produces a magic that builds on itself. It is a mighty equation when writer’s gather and share their stories.

We sliced through years of pleasant conversation. By reading and writing poems, essays, books, we plopped ourselves into the middle of our existences with individuals – some encountered for the first time – that felt safe. There’s an awe-inspiring quality about the chemistry.

I want my children to remember that all people are not bad. Our rooms had wide open doors, no locks, in which sat our pocketbooks, wallets, computers and jewelry. I must admit I was skeptical. I asked the roommate I drove up with: “Is it okay to just leave our stuff out like this?” “Yeah” she said. “Hmmm,” I murmured under my breath. But I trusted her, and her stuff was in the same vulnerable position as mine.

Here’s the kicker. Nothing was stolen. I, a New Yorker, am floored. These people are (mostly, for me anyway) strangers, how can I be sure that not one amongst them is dishonest? Well, no one was – at least I can say no one stole a thing from our room – door swung wide, open all day long.

My point is that it is our responsibility to find our place in the world. Our love, juice, passion. Or keep looking – and like love, when we find it, we will know.

Happy hunting.

About wendykarasin

I am complicated and seeking - joy and sorrow, country and city, competition and cooperation. After behavior of a gregarious nature, I require down time to refuel. My loves are children, family, friends, reading, writing, blogging, fitness, and health. I feel most alive when I stay true to my core values. Beauty makes me happy, pain helps me grow.
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2 Responses to Color and Design

  1. says:

    Wendy… was there a reason you have not added “author” to your description? Is there a difference between and author and a writer? Briding

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