I don’t want to be the person that follows hundreds — dare I say it — thousands of blogs, yet reads nary a one.
The one that pops in once every few months to quick read a few posts, only to gain zero knowledge of the person behind the posting.
I’m not saying we all should be best friends through our blogs. The world is too big for all of us to constantly connect. We’d be like a plate of fried eggs sooner or later, dry with only an over-cooked center to show for our efforts.
But I can’t help but hit the “follow” button when I follow a lead which leads me to more of what makes me feel good. Often it’s poetry, but lately it’s been crafts, photography — words and images that touch my center.
And I add yet another name I don’t get to enjoy as often as I should.
I don’t want to be one of those people.
One of those empty followers.
I want to absorb a bit of every post I read, understand and identify with some, be entertained by others. I want to nod my head in agreement or smile in reaction.
I don’t want to be one of those people who once a week go through their ledger and click on those who I follow and read a couple of their blogs before moving on to the next person.
But I feel like one.
That’s why I tried not to follow too many people when I first started blogging. Some have stuck around, others have wandered down different paths. I wanted to show I was loyal to their following me, and returned the F in kindness.
Then I started discovering blogs through other people’s blogs and opened up a whole new world of creativity.
How could I say no?
Thank goodness I am retired — I have a bit of time each day to at least read today’s contributions.
Is this the kind of follower you want to be?
Is this the kind of follower who follows me?
Am I just a notch in someone else’s never-ending belt of a blog once read and soon forgotten?
And should I care if I am? At least I’m on that belt.
Then I look out the window on a Sunday morning, lovely music in the background, coffee perking, a day’s worth of creativity (I do my best to make housework creative, too) in front of me, and know that creativity often does not come with rewards.
It doesn’t always come with first-place ribbons or shiny trophies or extra dollars in your pocket for your labor.
Creativity is self-rewarding. We create because it makes us feel good. If we pick up admirers on the way, that’s frosting on the cake. But it’s the actual high of making something out of nothing that is the thrill of the chase.
Thank all of you who read the Goddess, and thank all of you who just pass through and wave.
We all are making the world a better place for each other.