Last summer, Ken and I welcomed a filmmaker into our home – his Airstream parked alongside our small town neighborhood drive like a metal billboard announcing something big, something unusual. And indeed, it was:
Being married to a filmmaker and having blogged for over 13 years, I often take for granted the beauty of creative expression. The importance of sharing your story – the goods and the bads and the ones you want to forget but know you need to remember. The ideas that spark you out of bed at 3am, searching for the pen on your nightstand so you can scrawl something that might be illegible the next morning, but what if it’s not?
I forget that not everyone is telling their story, that not everyone is practicing creativity or purpose or passion. That not everyone feels directly inspired to create the life they want to live.
There are many. Some crippled with fear of failure, some weighted from responsibility to their careers, families, lifestyles. Others have numbed their creative energy for years, leaning into hard work and long hours – productivity over peace. Some have silenced these dreams out of guilt or necessity or survival or discouragement, and some were simply never taught to listen to the quiet whispers of creativity.
Blogging – self-expression and creativity and connection – is a gift. No more, no less.
I’m so grateful for the filmmaker who offered this gentle reminder as he stepped into our home with wrinkled khakis and perfectly disheveled hair. A weary traveler making his way across the states to explore why it is that some bloggers do what they do, day after day.
I don’t remember what I said to the camera, but I’m confident that – after seeing this trailer – my heart has shifted a bit. To a place that more easily honors this platform. To a place of deeper respect for this practice, a more intense gratitude for those joining me.
“A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists. Don’t let a loud few determine the nature of the sound. It makes for poor harmony and diminishes the song.”
-Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
p.s. I’m aware of the controversy surrounding this film, so I’ve offered my thoughts in greater detail in the comment section and also here. For now, I choose to congratulate Chris on his hard work in completing a project that I’m certain has been an intense labor of love for him and his family.