Oh, isn’t it lovely when you come across a blog you really enjoy?
I AM enjoying ALL the blogs of course, genuinely, but this morning, I have something on my mind. I fired up my lap-top to find a ping-back to a blog that instantly got me hooked – Raven Barks – by the quality of their writing and their commitment to writing.
It got me thinking about the subscriptions I’ve made (about thirty of them), why we make them, and what I’m going to do.
You’ll have to forgive me because I’m feeling this out as I go.
OK. I’m a new blogger so it’s gone like this:
1. Start the blog I wanted to. For me it was poetry – Tomatos, Oranges & Other Fruit
2. Discover the postaday2011 challenge and sign up
3. Slowly begin to understand that I may have bitten off more than I can chew – Hitting the Wall
4. Comment, comment, comment, subscribe
5. Write this particular post.
In the past month I’ve read a large number of Blogs, Posts, that have ranged from cloud watching to recipes. A large variety of styles, the full range of ideas and people and prose.
I was thinking about truth in COMMENTING and the things that drive me to subscribe…and further, about the expectations of myself that I harbour towards my subscribers.
I try to comment on everything I read, because I like to be commented on, and I understand the effort that it takes to write and publish a post, particularly one everyday.
I began to worry that some of the comments I was making were DIS-INGENUOUS, designed solely, to re-direct the owners to my BLOG, and beef up my stats.
I began to worry about that a lot, especially this past week, and made a conscious effort to ONLY COMMENT on posts I honestly felt I had an opinion about, and FOLLOW only blogs I felt a connection with.
So far, so good you would think. Well no.
I quickly found out, that this also, was a very arbitrary approach. You see, I rapidly found, that the posts I was commenting on and the blogs I was subscribing to, were either very much like my own, or very much like each other.
I was beginning to loose diversity, I was beginning to get bored, even though the ‘quality’ (and how we come to THOSE decisions I find now, also fickle), of the comments and the blogs was improved.
I was becoming more and more concerned with ONLY the quality of my OWN blog and its effects on others and forgetting to really READ what I was finding.
All that out of the window.
You know, you come across some blogs where you instantly go Ugh! Really, there are some people in the air-space that need to be institutionalised; Alcoholics, Depressive’s (some of them suicidal), Relationship Freaks, Schizophrenics. All sorts, honestly.
Stay with me.
We ALL have something up our sleeves.
All of us.
DO YOUR THING.
If you’re an alcoholic and loving it, by all means, bring the party! If you are trying to clean up, tell me about it. If you are depressed, maybe I am too. If you are a relationship freak, I will challenge you to ‘set them free.’
If you are a Schizophrenic…well, that one, I don’t know.
I’ve learned that really, it’s up to me to make the call whether or not the situation is genuinely dangerous, or if I’m just afraid because they mirror the secrets I hide.
I’m learning that what looks like a ‘bad quality blog’ is not necessarily so, that I CAN make genuine comments on ALL the posts I read, and that I enjoy this FAR MORE than the selectivity that I attempted.
It just takes a little more time, and a deeper searching of myself, in a more honest way than I appreciated.
Sometimes a blog/post will come up and I’m immediately laughing away, chuckling, snorting, all out on the floor, rolling around, choking on my ‘samwhich.’ Other times, I’m pondering deeply, the issues raised.
Yet others, I’m concerned with the spelling errors, the obvious angst (I hope they have a medical officer near by, Good Lord!), or the fastidiousness (ya, dictionaries you all…you know the type…so extremely intelligent, so meticulously crafted, your head hurts) therein.
Today I came across a blog that, in my eyes, honestly made a connection with how I perceive myself, and I subscribed to it.
I have stumbled upon people I subscribed to that I’m going to un-subscribe because I can’t help them, or because they’re too self-centered, or because they are harmful to the opinion that I nurture, that at the core of all people lies goodness and the search for peace and the need to reach out to others.
Some I’m just going to un-subscribe to because I’m tired of visiting day in and day out and never have them comment, not even once, to what I’m doing.
Those are turning out to be the worst.
There is an AHA! moment HERE.
Many of these are ALSO turning out be the ‘better’ quality ones, the one’s written well, sure of focus with something to say.
We are all here for a reason, however small, however insignificant.
If you can’t be bothered to acknowledge a visit – not all visits from all people at all times, but some visits some of the time by all people, and to do so with kindness AND honesty, then I can’t be bothered to read OR follow you in some vain hope that I am graced, in turn, by a visit or a comment from a construct I have come to admire.
You’re not the only person in the world.
This is not a rant by the way.
This is clearing out my space, an acknowledgment of ALL of you;
The team at postaday2011,
Those who are writing everyday,
Those who are guilt laden over missing a day, or a month, or a year,
Those who are making beautiful pieces and,
Those who are just farting.
I’m farting too.
To everyone; How are you today? How is it going? What are you learning?
See you tomorrow, when I will comment, cancel, follow, delete, hack, burn and slash…then re-consider…all over again, shall again learn that I am NOT the center of the Universe, that others TOO, have things to do, people to become, and that I am honestly thankful to have found WordPress when I did, here in 2011.
Namaste, and on, on!
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