You know, the people I’ve associated with online have been just as real to me, important to me, as the people I’ve met in real life. Maybe it’s because I’ve been able to reach out at any time and someone will be there. What started this maudlin train of thought is the impending loss of Miss Snark from the blogosphere. I recognize how much her blog sucks away her time but I will miss her.
She’s not the only one that’s calling is quits. Everybody Can Just Bite My Ass also closed up. One called “Dirty Laundry” also went private. These were blogs that gave me a good laugh or two when I was down. I’m not saying it’s an epidemic or anything, but it does seem that keeping the old snark up is difficult.
It’s just so amazing that in only two years, Miss Snark has created a huge community that came up with a THESAURAS for her. LOL. (Check back Here) Anyway, it’s a black Monday because I’m reminded that it’s all temporary. Connections are fragile. And the “friends” we make online are missed just as much. Even Paula Graves is dealing with this. See her post Here
Things change. Life is ever in flux. The dream is to be able to have the time, the energy, the heart to connect with all the human beings that touch our lives. But it is a dream. They touch us…and move on. Sometimes, it’s a gentle touch like a soft rain or a thick fog that blows away by the end of the day. Sometimes it’s a two by four that connects us to the world in a concrete way. There is no way that I can create a strong relationship with everyone who influences me. I can only be grateful that they reached out and that we touched for the moment.
Acceptance is the key. Accepting that I am limited. I may WANT to “do more” or “say more” but I am only one person, one heart. I can accept this in others easily. I don’t expect other people–online or otherwise–to do anymore than they do. Yet, I put heavy burdens on myself.
I guess my point is this. Those of us online, whether we’re blogging, writing or just hanging out, are connected by the hidden lines of wireless power. The trick is to enjoy the ones who give us a boost, make us think or make us laugh. Because it’s fleeting.
10 Comments
May 21, 2007 at 7:25 am
(((Hugs))) hon! I’m the 2X4 that smacks ya in the head on occassion, does that count?
You know that I lurve ya and I’m only an email away. *smooch*
May 21, 2007 at 8:59 am
I can imagine. I dont know what I’d do if the sites I frequent-okay the site I frequent. Okay divas went away.
{{{Hugs}}}
May 21, 2007 at 9:43 am
Awwww….wonderfully said. Connections are connections, online or otherwise.
In energy work I can connect to your energy and do an energy session (kinda like Reiki). Just as powerful as if you were with me. I think these online connections are just the beginning of us remembering our telepathic connections. Because, in the end we are all connected.
Thanks so much for coming
by and I will be checking out your blog and your books!
May 21, 2007 at 11:24 am
Isn’t it amazing the energy that’s transferred? I always think about the warm feeling I get when I see a response to my blog, or someone pops up on Instant Message.
And it’s a mutual exchange.
R.G. I know what you mean. There are other forums and message boards, but none of them feel like home the way that Divas does.
Toni Sue, I lurrrve you honey.
May 21, 2007 at 9:59 pm
Yup, we’re family.
May 22, 2007 at 7:15 am
So true, so true.
And so beautifully written.
May 22, 2007 at 1:39 pm
I hate it when blogs die. It totally just makes me sad.
May 22, 2007 at 2:41 pm
Babe–I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels that way. *big smooch*
Rhonda–From you that’s a big compliment.
Trouble–Amen Sistah
May 23, 2007 at 9:52 am
I came so close to just throwing in the towel and being done with the whole “blogging” thing. But then, for the reasons that you are talking about here, I decided to give it another go. Because I would miss happening across new people each and every day. And I would MISS the people that stop by and visit my pathetic little corner of the web.
May 23, 2007 at 12:24 pm
Amen Glamourous.