A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.” (Emily Dickinson)
A couple weeks ago I had a conversation with an old friend about the letters we wrote each other when we were kids. I still remember the binder full of letters carefully collected and saved over the years. It’s probably still at my parent’s house.
Writing has long been the best medium for me to process and communicate. There are internal processors and verbal processors. I am definitely the former. I adore verbal processors — it’s amazing to watch someone talk through feelings and emotions. This ability totally astounds me. If you ever want a cohesive and formed response from me, give me a couple hours or days and let me write it down then get back to you.
One of the reasons I started blogging was to express in written form all the thoughts and feelings that I have but take ages to put words to. If you’re ever curious about what’s going on in this brain, my blog and Instagram are windows into those thoughts and emotions that I find myself grasping for in conversation but can’t seem to fully express.
This is why writing letters gets so much love from this girl. And this is why sending something in mail to someone you miss made The Year of Spring list. It’s something I want to cultivate because it is the most intentional form of communication. Anyone else nostalgic for letter writing or an internal processor who needs time and space to think? Once you write something down it can’t be deleted or edited. It’s tangible in the midst of a world full of fleeting tweets, archived emails that never see the light of day, and piles of Facebook messages.
So I sat down and wrote a letter to a friend using a coloring book page. I wasn’t sure about adult coloring books because I was at a loss with what to do with the beautiful pages after they’re all finished. Now these gorgeous papers have a purpose and this girl loves that! I wrote about the sights, sounds, smells, events of the day, and random thoughts and feelings. It’s something I plan to do more frequently and and intentionally from now on.
I’m in the same boat as Hemingway who once said, “or don’t you like to write letters. I do because it’s such a swell way to keep from working and yet feel you’ve done something.” And you know me, I’m always up for a new form of procrastination. Happy writing, friends.