This morning, I read one of the blogs, that I follow and it was a rant about Facebook. Not unusual for this blogger, there is usually a rant about most things, in life. I enjoy it because it gets me thinking about things, as I suspect it does for her when she comes to read my blog.
My blog is about ordinary things in my life. It's about ordinary me, my family, my interests, my quests, etc. I blog to let my friends and family know what I'm thinking about or working on and they seem happy with that news. Strangers come to visit, have a cup of tea with me and come back again. I hope it's because they read something that resonated with them or made them smile or even shake their head. And, I thank you all for coming back again and again.
I'm on Facebook. I seldom post on Facebook because it's not how I like to communicate with others. I do enjoy reading about what other people are doing, classes they are teaching, what's up with them in two sentences or less.
I have no use for Twitter, at all. I am not interested in what you had for lunch, or how late your plane is. I removed myself from Twitter quickly when I saw that some people can't stand the idea of a quiet space in their lives. They HAVE TO connect or think that they are connecting with someone, 24/7.
Yes, I'm pretty boring but come here and let me whisper something to you, "Most of us are."
I think people come alive when they talk about their passions. I observed something interesting a while back, when women turned 50 they suddenly had some extra time in their lives and their started exploring new hobbies or projects. When I would talk to someone in that age group their eyes would light up as they talked about their newest passion, sky diving or Habitat for Humanity or ping pong. I found it exciting to watch how animated they would become as their described their newest activity. They seldom, if ever had this passion when talking about work or even their families. Work was work and they might have frustration or pride when talking about their families but it wasn't the same.
By 60 the women that I talk to have settled into their passion. They are exploring it, branching out, experimenting, looking to compare, learn, research their passion. It's now gone beyond something new to part of their life.
I hope to be here,for a long time, posting to my blog, sharing what I'm thinking, what I'm working on in the studio, the new explorations of fabric, paint and whatever. I'll be reading your blogs to see what you are up to, maybe you will be inspiring me to try something new, getting me to think sideways about something or just making me smile or shake my head.
Yes, blogging is considered old fashion by the younger generations. That's ok, I'm old and most often not in fashion. So, do you need a refill on your tea? Another cup? I do, because I need to find out what's happening in your part of the world.