Friday, May 24, 2013

When devastation hits ...

I remember way back in my school days, a little exercise my teacher did with the class.  She asked a simple question ... What things would you take if your home was being destroyed by fire or act of nature? There was a catch; you only get to take what you can carry out one time. I immediately scanned my room in my mind.  Things? Hmmm...I panicked because there were so many 'things' on my dresser, in my drawers, in my closet, what about the rest of the house? How could I possibly choose? We had twenty minutes to write down our thoughts. A lot more time then if we were really in the midst of a storm or earthquake or flood. I closed my eyes tight expecting the list to just appear in my mind's eye. Nada. I opened my eyes and stared at  the blank foolscap paper waiting for me to fill in the lines. Such a long piece of paper; the teacher must be expecting a lengthy list. The more I thought the less I had to write down. I didn't get it? I had so many things. Every item was important, so it seemed. My pencil hovered over the paper. I should really put my name in the top corner; and oh yes, the date. Then the sound of the teacher's voice rang through the classroom.  "Pencils down." Was that really twenty minutes? She began to walk up and down the aisles collecting our papers. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest that I could swear the class could hear it.  As she came to my desk I handed her the blank sheet. She looked at it and back at me.  It was the longest minute of my life.  I gulped. Was I about to get my first F? Or worse yet my first detention? As her lips parted, I braced myself for a scolding, but instead I got a great big smile. The look of confusion on my face was met with a whisper "Well done."

It was then the light bulb went on.

Things are just that; things.

When devastation hits, those things that seemingly have importance and are things we can't possibly live without suddenly become nothing but unwanted weight...a burden.

Lesson learned.

Friday, May 17, 2013

When sleep eludes me

It happens.
One time too many.
Fall asleep with ease.
Wake up ready for a new day; not quite, it's only 2 a.m.
What to do, what to do?
Fluff the pillow.
Turn on to another side.
Close my eyes.
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 4 Miss...what was that?
Stretch out and lay on my back.
Close my eyes.
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mi...
Eyes open.
Look around the room.
Yup, the same as it was when I went to sleep.
Okay FOCUS.
Flip on to my stomach.
Bad move.
Flipping on my stomach is me telling myself that sleep will not come.
Return to my back position.
Well, it's too early to do anything without waking up the household, so why not think about some of things that need my undivided attention that I haven't had the time...wait a minute...need to pee.
Don't open the lights cause, well, they say the light disrupts melatonin production which helps me sleep, even though I'm awake, but not really awake.
Shuffle back to bed; Fluff pillow; slip in, cover up, snuggle in...
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississi ... eyelids open. Sigh...
Okay, back to that list of things...so...the room feels kind of weird.
Concentrate.
Seriously, what was that noise?
Concentrate.
Maybe if I lie on my side, the thoughts will flow...
There...
Wonder what's on TV?
Concentrate.
Wow, at a time where I have my undivided attention, I can't keep it.
Monkey mind.  LOL!
That's not funny.
Well actually it is.
Wonder what time it is?
2:15 a.m.
This is going to be a long night.....

Friday, May 3, 2013

The Dirty Little Secrets of Social Media

I've been tweeting, posting, sharing, RT'ing, favouriting, following, friending, liking, blogging, google+ing, klouting, kredding, stumbling, digging, youtubing, pinteresting and redditing for a few years now and have only scraped the surface of all the social media's I could be plugged into.

What a ride it's been!

When I launched into the world of social media, I had visions of grandeur... Little did I know what was in store.

The follows and unfollows.
The tweets that lingered with no responses or retweets or favorites.
The posts that received no likes, comments or shares.
The 'friends' who 'unliked' or hid my page from the timelines
The announcements that weren't acknowledged.
The videos that weren't viewed.
The uphill battle to keep the Klout and Kred scores climbing.
The pins that remained pinless.
The emails that were never answered.

Then the dirty little secrets came clean and I grew a thicker skin.

In this MASSIVE sea called the internet, I discovered that we are really just a pebble along the shore, being washed in and then spit out; over and over again.

The 1% (this is an estimate) get trapped in a clam shell and eventually become pearls...then harvested and admired.
Okay, enough of the similes.

In spite of the odds, we sign up, create accounts, spend countless hours to get the likes, shares, faves, mentions, retweets, pins or comments. Maybe to spread the news about a cause; or a business; or an event. Opportunity won't find itself right?

And so we seek followers and friends to be noticed; to be heard. But who is really listening? World Internet Users Stats say that as of June 2012 there were 2,405,518,376 users (give or take a few).  That's a lot of people chattering. People wanting to be acknowledged.

Out of these numbers how many are using some form of social media?  The answer is here Digital Marketing Ramblings ... Overwhelming eh?

Social media in a weird way has become the dreaded popularity contest. How many likes do you have? How many followers? How many people are really paying attention to what you have to say? Well, there are certainly enough measuring tools and analytic's to tell you just that. Oops, there goes another facebook like and one less follower. But don't worry did you hear that you can BUY followers and likes? Cause it's all about the numbers; fake or real, right?  I prefer to go the road less travelled...earn the followers and likes, then work really hard to maintain them by providing interesting content, engaging them, giving back...hmmm, what a novel idea.

I could probably go on and on, but who is really listening? (Google analytics will give me the hard numbers) The whole phenomena of social media has been talked, texted, blogged, posted, tweeted (you know where I am going with this) to death. I figured one more opinion couldn't hurt.

What I take away is this; The hub of social media are humans.  This diverse group are all compelled by different wants, needs, likes and dislikes.  The scales will never be balanced because humans are ever changing, ever demanding and ever ready (pun intended) to click that button. A lot like the stock market or a 'box of chocolates' you never know what the day will bring. So with that said, I'm just going to take a moment to focus on the great part of social media. In that massive sea (internet) I have been washed in and spit out with many pebbles along the shore. These pebbles, I mean people, know the dirty little secrets, and like me, are willing to wade through a little mud to find the gems. For that, I am grateful to social media because without this ability to connect globally , I wouldn't have made such fabulous friends. :D  ... and 'that's all I'm going to say about that" (Forrest Gump)