Saturday, February 27, 2016
Friday, February 26, 2016
Urban Tension
Chinook arches
over mountain tops;
I let go of the breath
I didn't even know I was holding
Home
but not home
Winding down the arteries of this urban heart.
A beat I once knew;
knew differently.
I gravitate northwest
where I can still stand upon the earth
with a sense of place;
I venture elsewhere
and things become unpredictable
Maybe I've been there,
maybe I haven't
It's hard to tell
and it's not always the same
as what my mind recalls
--it bugs me.
Footprints left
so many years ago
That's the street where...
That reminds me of the time when...
Oh, yeah, and that spot where I...
And just when I think I've come up
from almost drowning in memories
I turn around and
another childhood moment
that I had long forgotten
throws itself upon me
The memories were made
with child's eyes
And I have come back with adult eyes
And so I find my heart
simultaneously
craving what I remember
and trying to make sense of what is new
Leaping a chasm
that I created in time and space
And all I want
over mountain tops;
I let go of the breath
I didn't even know I was holding
Home
but not home
Winding down the arteries of this urban heart.
A beat I once knew;
knew differently.
I gravitate northwest
where I can still stand upon the earth
with a sense of place;
I venture elsewhere
and things become unpredictable
Maybe I've been there,
maybe I haven't
It's hard to tell
and it's not always the same
as what my mind recalls
--it bugs me.
Footprints left
so many years ago
That's the street where...
That reminds me of the time when...
Oh, yeah, and that spot where I...
And just when I think I've come up
from almost drowning in memories
I turn around and
another childhood moment
that I had long forgotten
throws itself upon me
The memories were made
with child's eyes
And I have come back with adult eyes
And so I find my heart
simultaneously
craving what I remember
and trying to make sense of what is new
Leaping a chasm
that I created in time and space
And all I want
is a bridge
Sunday, February 7, 2016
I Still Don't Like
About a year and a half ago, I challenged myself to use Facebook differently, and I stopped 'liking' posts. The original motivation came from a woman who tried it for two weeks; I decided to make it a permanent practice.
True, there have been some occasions where I still 'like' a post--but they are few and far between. They are used in the moments where a post has been made that really resonates with me, but where words would only take up digital space rather than enrich a 'like.' Sometimes a virtual nod of the head really is the best way to communicate.
I must admit, this intentionality around 'liking' posts was kind of the starting point for many other little changes. I like to think that I engage with/on social media differently than I did even a year go. In addition to not simply 'liking' posts, I have become more intentional about a few other social media practices:
Overall, mind you, I've noticed that I actually have more conversation with people; I tend get through my news feed much quicker at the end of the day; and I find it much more interesting. And that I 'like.' ;)
True, there have been some occasions where I still 'like' a post--but they are few and far between. They are used in the moments where a post has been made that really resonates with me, but where words would only take up digital space rather than enrich a 'like.' Sometimes a virtual nod of the head really is the best way to communicate.
I must admit, this intentionality around 'liking' posts was kind of the starting point for many other little changes. I like to think that I engage with/on social media differently than I did even a year go. In addition to not simply 'liking' posts, I have become more intentional about a few other social media practices:
- Who I'm Following - the Facebook feed can get filled with a lot of garbage. As with real life, I need to pay attention to whom I'm giving my energy and attention. I wouldn't stay in a room full of people spouting useless or offensive rhetoric--why should I put up with it online? So I made the decision to unfollow individuals on Facebook who contribute to unnecessary 'clutter' (and yes, I realize that what I consider 'clutter' may be interesting to someone else, and that some may have 'unfollowed' me using their own similar process; no offence taken).
- Where I'm Posting - In addition to Facebook, I actively engage with Twitter, Pinterest, and Instagram. And in a very Gina fashion, I've tried to silo out what gets posted where. For example, I will not post recipes on Facebook (that's what Pinterest is for). I will not Tweet about my social life (that's what Facebook is for). Sure, all social media has a bit of overlap, but if I don't want certain clutter in my feed, I've realized I should be cognizant of what I'm putting into other peoples' feeds.
- How I'm posting - should my own posts be in my feed, on someone's wall, in a private message, or maybe should I skip FB and text someone directly? Social media is supposed to connect us with others, and I need to take care to stay authentic in the way I communicate.
Overall, mind you, I've noticed that I actually have more conversation with people; I tend get through my news feed much quicker at the end of the day; and I find it much more interesting. And that I 'like.' ;)
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Facebook,
Instagram,
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