I love to write. In a world of faulty perceptions, words can be chosen and expressed in a way that we cannot convey ourselves with looks alone. Ever since I was a kid, I realized that I had a different way of seeing the world. I was made fun of, pushed around, and labeled. I didn’t fit in. But when I picked up a pencil and put my thoughts to the page, I found a freedom that didn’t exist in the real world for me. When I wrote my stories down, they achieved new life and so did I.
Eventually, I learned to assimilate to a great degree in order to get along and be successful. But I never lost my love of writing. I don’t record my thoughts as often as I’d like, but hopefully this blog will change some of that. I truly enjoy reading the works of others, too, so being part of a blogging community seems to be a great way to achieve both sides of the writing coin. I hope that you enjoy reading my musings as much as I enjoy absorbing a bit of your expression. It truly is an art community, with words as our medium. Thank you for joining me on our soulful journey.
My son turns fifteen today and I find myself reminiscing about the past. Time moves swiftly and if you don’t savor the moments, you may awaken one morning to find that it was all a blur. I have always been one to smell the roses, making time for the people in my life, but I find myself having to unplug in order to truly connect with people today. Social bonds are so important and relationships are a main reason why we are here. As the internet and social platforms take a greater hold on our society, are we becoming closer to one another or more disconnected? Are we more worried about taking the best pictures to post later or are we truly enjoying the moment at hand?
I, for one, am not willing to sell my real life moments for social media’s sake. They will remain my memories and I don’t feel the need to share them with the world. The relationships I forge are too important for me to let my attention be divided between a screen and the feeling. I want to breathe the air, savor the flavor, and feel my heart skip a beat. I like to share what I want when I want to, and I don’t like feeling pressure to do otherwise. But, I understand that I am more of a private person who is not looking for constant input from my cyber contacts. For some of you, like my son, it is a genuine way to establish connections and have meaningful relationships.
How do you feel about Facebook in your life? Does it make you feel closer to your friends and family or does it get in the way of living in the moment? Do you use it as a tool or do you feel compelled to stay connected for fear of missing out?
I leave it to you to decide how much of yourselves to give to the media. Sometimes we seek the comfort of many and social platforms can provide that. But think about the times when you look back on your life. Will you be looking at your memories through a type of lens or through your heart? Maybe you can do both, but I find that the best way for me to enjoy my life and then reminisce is to live each moment fully and without care of how it will look to my friends on my Facebook page. So, to my real life, and my son’s birthday, I return.