|February 18, 2001|
moves you?Hmm: Excellent writing moves me, dogs, cats, looking into the eyes of a
dead mouse, the legendary Big Guy Sarge, Born on the Fourth of July (the book-incredibly
powerful), Shorty, Zeus, Lord of the Rings, WWF, The Oddysey/Illiad, Jesse
"thebody/mind" Ventura, pigs, Axl, my Pontiac Firebird, death....Terry Goodkind,
Beagles, Homer, and every animal I have ever had.
Chicago, IL USA All of the love and beauty that can be found in everyday life, if we just look. To see these things, everyday, is to be overwhelmed by emotion and therefore to be moved. Angela, 16
Aiken, SC USA Various people, good music, some tragedies that make the news, but on the whole I don't get moved that much. Shanna, 15
Cardiff ENGLAND Anything (movie, music, person, writing, nature, an outside force) that reminds me that I'm part of something bigger and links me to others lives. Individuals or people working to change the world always instills me with awe. Felicia, 35
Lowell, MA USA My feet, sometimes my car. Emotionally, sunrises, sunsets, unexpected glimpses of Mount Hood, for the awesome beauties of nature. The smile of a baby for its promise of hope in the future. Unsolicited gestures of love. Jane, 60
West Linn, OR USA All together now: U-Haul.
Real answer: The pain of those who don't feel like screaming. Alias Irrelevante Hmm... let's see here: the ocean, sunsets, walking in the rain, talking to a good friend, being with my family, MUSIC (thats a big one), parties with my friends etc. etc. etc.... music is probably the biggest one... especially if I hear a good song at a party... I mean, its like I can feel it going through me or something. I dunno, there's just something about parties and my music that really move me. That made a whole lot of sense, huh? Jeremy, 13
Highlands Ranch, CO USA I can't think of anything because the song "Wild Thing" has gotten stuck in my head. etoile, 20
Washington, DC USA A piece of music that takes me to another place every time I hear it. My daughter's smile. Having my fiance tell me wonderful things about myself, for no reason at all - just out of the blue. The way people seem to overlook all their disagreements and work together during a tragedy. Movies that I can personally relate to. Dark clouds that come in fast and low just before a big thunderstorm. Any sort of personal triumph, no matter how big or small. Reminiscing about how simple and lovely my early childhood was. Fisch, 45
Preston, CT USA People. People move me when they do things from the heart. In a day where so many are self-centred, it is amazing(moving) when people take time out,just to help another out. It moves heart to a flutter. Fish, 40
Port Dover CANADA My car. Sorry. Couldn't pass it by. Beautiful skies
Well written prose and poetry.
The mystery of the Eucharist.
The immensity of God's love for me. Laura, 36
Lowell, MA USA A large, hungry tiger running in my direction moves me. Just kidding. A single, solitary daisy blowing in the wind by itself in a vast prarie under a deep twilight sky. Maybe. Talia, 23
Wilton, CT USA The ability of my dog Captain Z to walk up three flights of stairs for another beer with complete disregard for how messed up he is. A-Dog, 18
McMinnville, OR USA Bone and muscle? Good intentions and selfish whims? U-Haul? The question isn't clear to me. Jill, 60
Saylorsburg, PA USA THe thought that life doesn't last forever and so, I better get my butt in gear and do the things that I want to do in life. Jason, 21
Oneanta, NY USA Physically or mentally? I don't know. Stuff. Karen, 21
Marshelltown/Ames, IA USA I saw the Joy Luck Club yesterday, and the profound relationships moved me. Whenever someone does something simple and nice for someone else, like offer to carry something of theirs, or picks up a tab when you're a few bucks short -- it's just thoughtful. Katie2, 18
Detroit, MI USA Love. Eric, 18
Beverly Hills, CA USA When I read my answer over, it sounds TERRIBLY corny...but it's true.So here goes...It is a May morning, a clear, sunny day with temperatures in the 70's. I am walking through a meadow studying the butterflies when I look up to see a warbler singing his or her heart out. A lump forms in my throat and tears well up in my eyes. I whisper a silent prayer of gratitude and am so glad to be alive. This scenario, which I have been fortunate enough to experience nearly every year, "moves" me. Reba, 51
Rockville, MD USA uh. . . .a bus, my feet, my bowels(once again. . ..) mothmc, 36
Los Angeles, CA USA Music (to dance, sing, cry, laugh, remember), my friends, stories, poems, lots of stuff... Sarah S., 17
Ithaca, NY USA