I often get asked to speak on Social Media and can I tell you a secret? It makes me mad.
Like angry, served with a side of “What am I even doing with my life?”. I don’t want to perpetuate what is already a toxic part of our worlds. I don’t want to add my opinion to the flurry of noise.
You see my relationship with the online world, is like a needy/best friend. I pretty much vow most weeks I am going to cancel all my social media accounts and do something more productive with my life. Then I find a story like this email that landed today in my inbox that ended with…
“Anyway I just wanted to thank you for your words, I needed them that day!”
and another that came yesterday;
“My plan for 2019 is to set aside more intentional time to write so thanks for prompting me and sparking excitement in me. Be encouraged; you are helping me and so many others to tell our stories.”
I breathe in deeply and I remember the power of story.
Your story, my story, and our story together.
The importance of our shared conversations and I remind myself to find a way to wade through the mud and discover a mid-point again with my addiction to screens. My addiction to people approval. And my addiction to doing something (procrastinating) instead of showing up to my dreams
Are you addicted to scrolling?
Are you motivated by what other people think of you?
Are you struggling to find a sense of purpose in a season of transition?
This year I am choosing to chase dreams not platforms. I am allowing myself to dream again in a way that is bold and courageous, allowing opportunity finding me waiting, rather than bashing down the doors of platforms that seem so enticing by are just chasing the wind.
We live in an age of platform building. Grandstanding, shouting our agendas from behind our keyboards and then feeling frustrated when the connection feels less than real.
We live in an age where we believe that a waterfall of money is awaiting the click funnel we have found ourselves down, and just one more thing will be the releasing of our worldwide success.
We live in an age of self-made ambition, and in essence, there is sheer beauty in seeing the underdog rise up and find his voice but at the expense of what? Family, Health, Stress and Mental Health? No thanks.
When we focus on the platforms we are building, as a badge of honor for worth and worthiness, then we begin to tumble and fall.
When we allow the dreams in our hearts, to bubble like my sourdough starter sitting on my bench, enticing me to let it breathe, grow and produce.
We were created to produce my friends, not consume. If we feed the monkey that is the belief that we deserve the rights to have platforms, that we stand and shout our messages from the beast grows.
What if we chased dreams in 2019 over platforms?
The platforms may come to you, my friend, the opportunity for influence may rise and find us waiting, but this is a by-product of living a life of alignment.
This year I wrote a manifesto for my year and each statement I am blogging about here.
Write to heal
Community over competition
Chase dreams not platforms
Small things often
Paper over screens
Ten second hugs
Quick no’s best yes!
Put photos on walls
Walk the earth with kindness
A sacred secret place
Prioritise people over things
5 min chats rather than texts
Exercise is my therapy
In the comments section of to the left:
What are you focusing on this year?
What do you think about the culture of chasing platforms?
Dream on daydreamer and find the courage to seek out the life you dream of, rather than the platform that culture says you deserve.
The difference between the two is profound.