I’ve been taking a break from Facebook. I really should have done this during the election season. It felt very toxic then. It is a relief not to be taking in the constant chatter of hundreds.
It is a relief not to be formulating pithy status updates in my mind as I go about my activities of daily living.
It is a relief not to feel obligated to read, read, read every wonderful thing all the people I really like and respect and admire pass along.
It is a relief not to read how fear based and ignorant and totally anti WWJD? some of my so called Jesus loving FB community is.
It is a relief to read Harry Potter (book 6) to my babies. At 10 and 12 they still snuggle up, and we read.
It is a relief to find the time to meditate every day.
There are many good things about Facebook. I love keeping in touch with people from my life I otherwise wouldn’t really know anymore were it not for the forum. I love being able to share photos with family and friends. I love getting to know some folks better whom I otherwise wouldn’t really have known at all. I love when I’m feeling particularly isolated to post something and have people respond. Zowie! Instant gratification! You like me, you really “like” me. Scratch my ego…a little to the left….yeah…right there!
I love that more people read my blog when I share links to new posts over there.
And I’ll admit it. There are times I’m very uncomfortable being “temporarily deactivated.” I want a quick fix. I want to avoid something. I want to hop on the train and see what’s cooking!
But if I sit with it a bit, that feeling of missing something passes. The urgency subsides.
Exploring my own heart, listening to my own voice, is what seems to be needed at this time. For what? I’m not sure, but I feel like I’m making room.