This “artistic” mind of mine is always going….seeking….curious….
I never know what I will decide to write and/or paint next. I listen. I cuss. I get into a panic about whether or not I’ll ever paint again. I worry about whether or not people will like me. I wonder if people will “get me”. A LOT.
I had a fabulous discussion this morning that got my thinker going again. It’s one that used to come up for me a lot any time I posted something that I was afraid might be controversial. I tried to stay in my safe little “don’t rock the boat” world. Any time anyone unsubscribed from my email list, I spiraled down, down, DOWN. “OMG….why don’t they like me? I shouldn’t have written that! You are just a loser, Paula.”
I would also do this when someone would reply to a post on my Facebook page and challenge my beliefs. I would try to get them to see WHY I wrote and/or painted what I did.
Holy Shit….SERIOUSLY PAULA JEAN??????
My opinions, my beliefs, are just that….MINE. I’m always open to thoughtful, conscious, respectful discussion about most things. I don’t try to push my agenda on anyone, instead, I hope that what I write about lets others know that they are not alone. When someone posts something contrary to what I believe, I ask questions….because I believe that understanding where someone is coming from leads to more compassion and love in this world.
However, when someone is downright hateful, and judgemental on my page, and I have made an attempt to understand their side, and they don’t feel the need to respond, I wonder – what makes that person make those sort of statements rather than scrolling on by?
Wouldn’t it just be easier to unfriend, unfollow, delete or block someone that you don’t agree with their opinion rather than taking valuable time writing all the reasons why the other person is wrong?
Social media allows people to say shit they would never say to someone’s face. Examples of my own personal experience are this: “Angels don’t have boobs…they would be better painted without them!” (To that I wanted to respond – “And how many angels have YOU seen?”) “If you would give yourself to the Lord, I feel you would be so much happier”. (Honestly, I am pretty dang happy in my little world.)
I don’t have my panties in a bunch over this….I’m just musing out loud.
May we walk together as one.
PS – Now, when I get an unsubscribe from my newsletter, I know that my message does not resonate with that person, and it makes me happy that they have chosen to not allow something into their life that isn’t authentic to them.