I’ve said it before I am a technophobe. I don’t get social media. I tried facebook, but ran out of steam. I don’t do selfies because I am inherently unphotogenic. I promised my teens I wouldn’t post pictures of them- and there are only so many flower and craft project shots a body can manage.
Words, on the other hand, are big for me. Ever since I was small, I’ve enjoyed writing. I probably spent thirty years enjoying words- surreptitiously. I remember writing a report about waste water management (yawn!!) and still thinking there was space to turn a phrase. Put a bit of a spin on some description. Inject a modicum of humour. Sad really.
Five months ago, I discovered blogging. I’ve taken to it with all the vim and vigour of a convert.
Blogging lights my fire. IT IS MY BIG JOY!
Initially, it was the headiness of thinking that I could write about anything I liked. Then it was the fact that somebody might read something that I wrote. As a wannabe writer ( inured to the million rejections clause that accompany the status) the fact that real people were prepared to read something I’ve written and engage with it blew my mind.
Then, it got a bit deeper. I started reading other people’s blogs. Again, it took a while to find my people- but when I found them it was like a homecoming.
Other people are writing all this profound, articulate stuff about things that resonate with me. There are bloggers who make me laugh. I love their style, their wit, their sas.
And there are bloggers who make me cry. HATS OFF to the people who share their vulnerabilities. They are pivotal in helping other people feel less alone.
I love the bloggers who are out there putting mental health on the agenda.
Painful and intense but also transient and RECOVERABLE from.
I just want to express solidarity here. I get it. I have always got it.
And then I get really excited when I find blogs about things I’m interested in-old stuff, art deco stuff, doors, words, old sayings, recipes, crafts and etc.
Then there’s mindfulness. Time after time, I read a blog and it’s just what I need to hear. I get jolted right out of my comfort zone- and encouraged to right thinking by people who are walking the same road.
There is a lot of talk that screen time is inferior to time spent in other ways. I disagree. For me, time spent in the blogosphere is good time.
Since I’ve started doing this, I feel like I’m getting to know some really interesting, genuine, lovely people. It is a pleasure to check in with them. If I don’t see their posts popping up in my reader, I’ll go and visit. I want to know what their week has brought. I’m sorry if it has brought something difficult and happy if it has brought something good. Often, I’ll get a good laugh along the way.
So what’s not real about that? What’s virtual?
I am blessed to have family, friends and neighbours in the touchy feely world of everyday. I also feel blessed to have friends in the blog world.
So that’s it for today. Thank you the blogosphere and the people who inhabit it. Big virtual hug!!