I felt the urge to write. Of what, I am not sure, but I’m in the midst of morning sounds with nothing to distract me but the people around me and the words in books I’ve a fancy to read. In this vacation from the world where I focus solely on what is right in front of me -the crackling of a fire and the bacon sizzling in the frying pan. The tea kettle is ready for tea and the mugs anxiously await its contents. Thick socks and pajamaed humans pad across the floor and books are opened again and again because the stories on those pages are enchanting. And I’m sipping orange spice tea enjoying this break from social media.
I’m not against social media, just enjoying this day with all the sounds and moments that I miss when I’m busy updating social media and writing for my blog. It seems as though I appreciate life so much more when pulled from social media. I have spent lots of time at the Coast these last couple of days and the waves become more and more mysterious as I’m not hindered by texting and posting pictures. I’m simply enjoying the world around me instead of reaching for the shadow of a world that social media creates. I’m soaking in the crisp blue of the waves and collecting smooth and polished glass from the beach. I’m holding his hand and watching families explore the shoreline together. And for the first time in months, I’m released from everyone’s news. I’m let alone to enjoy the moment before me. I can feel life again. Everything is slower. I contemplate life and death and I feel the brevity of it. I am thankful for it, though at first it makes me uncomfortable. But now I feel joyful, even happy, for the knowledge that this world is not my home. This world is not my home!
Sometime, I’ll type this within the whitespace of my blog and I’ll hope to inspire a soul or two to take a week and detach themselves from the shadow world of social media. A temporary silence to remind them of this temporary home.
And I’ll update my Twitter and share a link on Facebook to encourage my small community to take a couple of days to enjoy morning sounds, to be enchanted by words on pages, and to only be distracted by the people right in front of them. And above all else to remove this shadowed world and remember with great elation that this world is not our home; we’re just a passing through.