What could I say that would be of relevance — what pearls of wisdom could I drop at readers’ feet that would want them hang around, get to know me, want to know more about my rambling thoughts?
Would it be about writing? Observations? Humor? Or would I fold under the pressure of trying to come up with something? I guess it’s turned into all those things and I still struggle sometimes to come up with posts that I think people will want to know/read about.
Once I hit the publish button, I’ll wait a few moments to hear that “ding” that alerts me I’ve got a comment in my inbox. That assurance that someone, somewhere is reading. Sometimes it’s dinging away, other times, I hear crickets. Nothing. Then, (and I’m cleaning this up for public reading; in my mindroom, the language is way-y-y more “colorful”) — Good grief, you self-absorbed narcissist, people have lives, better things to do than to sit around reading your post. I’m going to stop this…I’m gonna!
But then I’ll post something that resonates with a few people and hear those sweet dings rollin’ in. Then…
A feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable…
washes over me. Validation! Marvel! Applause! Oh, a new follower! This warms the cockles of a writers’ heart (or any blogger) for that matter. Wonder of all wonders — someone is listening.
I know, there’s way more tangible and intangible, worldly things to have wonder over: Sunrises, sunsets, babies’ smiles, puppies’ pants, rain, thunder, sunshine, snowfalls, rainbows, flowers, medical breakthroughs, sun, sea, air, mountains, love, health, spiritual awakenings, art, music, novels, good food, good wine, nature…
And, the kindness of strangers.
It’s quite astonishing that all of us have the ability to read slices of each others’ life from just a click. When we read them, we gain new perspectives, appreciate other fellow human beings from all walks of life and we get a glimpse of their essence — who they are — their humanity. We’re not strangers anymore; we’re connecting and opening ourselves up to each other. That’s kind of a wondrous thing, don’t you think?
Maybe I’ll hear those dings today, but if not, that’ll be okay. Crickets have a wonder about them as well.
Have a magnificent Monday.