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05-10-2009, 11:51 PM #21
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05-11-2009, 09:35 PM #22
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Thanked: 234I don't write long letters to people very often, I don't really discuss my self in any depth with many people, through any medium at all.
I do write short letters though, if I'm sending something out to someone or what ever.
I can't remember the last time I recieved a letter.
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05-11-2009, 10:49 PM #23
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05-11-2009, 10:54 PM #24
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05-11-2009, 11:08 PM #25
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05-11-2009, 11:49 PM #26
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05-12-2009, 12:13 AM #27
Gentlemen,
I don't write ver often a letter, but when I do, it is with a pen and ink, most particularly if it is something of importance. It is written on quality paper and envelope in cursive. I have not worried about the wax seal, but have intended to do the same. I sometimes use a cursive font when emailing.
I suspect the traditional post may eventually go the way of the horse and cart, books the same.
Cheers all
GordonKeep yo hoss well shod an yo powdah dry !
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05-12-2009, 05:02 PM #28
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05-12-2009, 06:43 PM #29
One thing I've realized through the writing of a personal letter is the following: writting permits you to verbalize things that otherwise would sound quite awkward.
Let me give you an example: yesterday, being at home on a rainy evening I decided to write to friend of mine I haven't spoken to in a large number of months. But this is no ordinary friend (if there can be one...).
This man is much older than I; he was my first teacher when I started learning the portuguese guitar and, when my parents separated and eventualy got divorced and I broke all relations with my father (now happily resumed), he was like a father to me. He didn't "step in", he didn't join my family in a strict way. But I learned very much from him. I dare say that I learned more from him than from my father (a person that I love very much but is rather shallow...). I had the habit, for many years, to visit him every Christmas. Except, this Christmas, I didn't go there... nor did I telephone. And this break of contact has been very disturbing for me because there was no call for it. It just happend... I didn't want to go visit "out of the blue" nor make a phone call just like that. So, I wrote. And I was able to say things that, otherwise, could have remained undsaid. This man, this good friend, is not a young man and his health may have been fading in the last couple of years. The letter seemed the only apropriate means of comunication...
One other thing I realized - and it's just a simple thing - is that one learns patience, or rather, re-learns patience through the letter. If not for anything else, the zen-like quality of waiting patiently for a reply or some feedback is, at the very least, enlightening... because I realized that I'm doing all my things way too fast. Sometimes we need speed, sometimes we need to sit back and enjoy the wait. Our world seems to have forgoten how to wait... I know I have.
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05-12-2009, 06:54 PM #30