Where can my words find a home in this cyber world already bombarded with ideas and thoughts about anything and everything under the sun? Is there a home for what I want to pen? What tribe would want to follow what my heart is telling me to share?
Whatever it is, it will have to be short, concise, to the point and easy to read. The word count is important as people’s attention spans cannot rest upon anything as there are so many other words from other places that tug and pull away at our frenetic minds.
What has our life become, five-minute sound bites?
How condescending of me to think that what I have say, in 250 words or less, will not only hold interest but have impact!
Where is the contemplative, the meditative, the expressing of prolonged thought? Is this now a foreign concept in our social-media swirl?
Can we no longer hold on to words the way we used to hold on to favourite books? Where is the cherishing and the turning down of our souls as we reflect upon the meaning?
Have our devotions become a quick scan down facebook images finding the right inspiration on which to start our day?
Can we carve the time to sit, in stillness, opening our mind and heart, our whole being? Spending time to breathe and to savour the simplicity of the moment while stilling our thoughts so that our soul can hear His quiet whisper once again.
This is an assignment done for my writing class. I would love to hear your thoughts on life being reduced to sound-bites!