Followers, Following…Shadows

Do you have shadows that follow you where ever you go?? I do. Unless of course we head to the bathroom… the shower is in there and that’s a ‘no go zone’.

So the shadow prompt usually goes like this…Sleeping with mom on the couch while she pecks at her computer…wait, she is lowering her legs to the floor to get up…you going outside, can I go, can I, can I…oh, wait its wet and drizzly, never mind.

That is how some feel people about bloggers following  their sights, I call it the sunny day disposition. I feel that if you are doing it solely for the purpose of growth then you have the wrong focus, but that just my opinion and like belly buttons, we all have one.

Living for many years in a big city(Atlanta) you get cold and complacent in speaking or even knowing who your neighbors are. From there I  moved to a small city(in Ala) and out in the country from that city on 3 acres of land with  no neighbors close at all. While that had its quiet perks it can also be isolating. Since I was working so many hours I didn’t notice that part and enjoyed the quiet. When I had my accident (badly broken arm) I then noticed the isolation as I was house bound for eight weeks and out of work for 4 months.  That’s when I knew it was time for a change.

Now I am in the mid-west. While I don’t care for being so close to neighbors, as a whole the friendly and caring aspects of the area are nice. I remember George Carlin, I think, wrote a lyric – cant really call it a song, but it made the claim that you need to live in different places to better understand how people think and how they treat one an other. Find the place that suits you the best and stay a while.  There is a lot of truth in that but people are always going to be people and you just have to accept them as they are, love them as they are and generally if you are kind, caring and helpful to one another you have more friends. That goes true for social media platforms as well, although some of them just feed a frenzy and like stirring pots.

With blogging you have a better control of the nonsense. There seems to be more respect of voice here. Now there may be sites that encourage that but you don’t have to go there unless you want to be part of that. Currently I am enjoying the gentle spirits of bloggers that I have found where we can laugh at each other when funnies happen in our life, encourage each other as needed, all while enjoying each others post and beautiful pictures. That to me is how you get followers, enjoying each, sharing with each other, being respectful of each other and as you know my BIG push as it were…Be kind. Mama always said you catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Not that I want flies as friends but you get the concept. Maybe I should say you get more tail wags with treats than with the threats of a shower.

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Treats or shower?

And as I always, I close with a reminder to me and anyone listening, Always be Kind.

5 thoughts on “Followers, Following…Shadows

  1. Great tips and thoughts about followers. I love how you added your dog into the mix. I chuckled because my little guy follows me everywhere too. I also smiled because one of my favorite bosses always said, “you get more bees with honey than vinegar!” Thank you for your participation in the challenge, I’m enjoying reading your perspectives!

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  2. Kindness is essential for everyday life!! It goes a long way, even a small gesture…a kind word, or a smile. Often I think kindness gets overlooked because people may see that person as a doormat. Like a belly button, that’s my opinion. 🙂 Thanks for the reminder of the importance of kindness!

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