Behind the Blogs

I don’t know about anyone else reading this but I find that sometimes I worry about how one dimentional our views of even other humans can easily become at this point in time.
I say ‘at this time’ but, for all I know, this time has always existed.

It’s very easy to watch people from a distance – on tv or via facebook – and create our own image of who they are or, worse still base all our view of them on our own gains or loses.

With facebook and other such mediums in particular, there’s the option to just like or share a post without listening to what that person is feeling or trying to say.
Likewise, on tv, actors become the embodiment of the characters they play and the question of who they are underneath is lost, even in those times when we see them off-stage.

As I say, this could be more about me than the world as a whole, yet it feels like something worth mentioning and a thought that’s important to share.

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Why do I think it so important?

Again this is me being me but, I find that personality and emotion are such an important part of how we interact and perceive each other; with art and cooking we say that person has created from their heart or expressed something of who they are; with those close to us we value our connections in the moments we’ve shared tears or joy; on Valentines day our love is shown by our understanding of what our loved ones care about and enjoy.
I don’t recall someone being told “I know you care because you know I’ve got a small nose” ( although it may be because I don’t know the right people ) however the times the line, “S/he remembered I love …..” is used are beyond counting.

It’s so easy to look at posts, tweets, blogs etc and think we know all about those people and that they fit in a label. At the same time the things we don’t share easily are often those most important to who we are.

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I guess what I’m saying is that it’s always worth stopping for a moment to remember that there’s more to that post you’ve read or that sound bite you’re about to swipe past than just a flat moment. I think it’s a loss to not hear the person behind that soundbite both for them and the reader.
Of course it’s something I need to think of myself as much as say to the world ( after all, how else would I notice it if I didn’t make these mistakes myself ).