Words are Sacred

So, after declaring to cyber world my plans for a day of silence the next day, I woke up that day remembering the need to work that night. Re-route! to a mindful choice-of-words type thing like those times I was quiet before, but "required" by some perceived construct to speak at school. I didn't mind.

It was a good test to notice the words that sneak by..the curses and grumbles in those stub your toe moments...the effortless answer to a passing "how are you"...yet I found no emotion or profound message in any of these! Isn't speech to communicate with each other? Isn't it to share tips for survival, to cooperate, and to practice our communion as a species?

While recognizing the increasing prevalence of social media in our everyday lives, I noticed how much is a sort of "outward" motion. As if everyone is in bumper cars shouting at the top of their lungs. We are all in our own cars operating at different speeds, different attitudes, and with different goals. Expressing and consuming constantly, I sometimes wonder, are these thoughts even mine? There is an obtrusive way screen time in general operates. They demand acknowledgement when we choose to invest each flick of the thumb to scroll through Facebook, but also when we're doing nearly every menial task like pumping gas or sitting in a waiting room. Our technology interferes down to the way our phone can interrupt our thought process with one *zzt!* vibration. Subconsciously, it rearranges values and impacts our overall attitude and outlook. Which in itself is not harmful, if we know how to access that inner truth that discerns and discards.

Is what I'm saying for me or for you? What's the point in saying anything? Is there importance in broadcasting, receiving, or speaking about discerning truth in the Information Age? Of course, nothing I am saying means much of anything. Just another hippiecrite screaming her beliefs from her bumper car; simultaneously uploading to the Google marketing team intel on my innermost thoughts and desires. On the other hand, it is also everything.

What we choose to do in this life is all we have. (For certain anyway ;) There has been many lives before us, and many to come. I do believe every life and every voice is important. However, I think we need to invest more time in learning, discerning, and knowing ourselves before we speak or use a social media platform. Because words are sacred.




So, after a day of focusing on what is within, I chose to start this blog again. By minimizing what was consumed and expressed, through fasting, turning my phone off, and communicating considerably less, I have decided to let *some of it* flow out onto the platform. For now.