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How To Live In The Now – social media, content and unplugging

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We live in a world of now, now, now, gimme, gimme, gimme.

How did we become so obsessed with now. We don’t even have time to focus on the futuresome, it seems do not even care about the past, we just want it all and we want it now.

We are so in need, in lust for the now that anything else makes us impatient.

We are surrounded by the ‘instant’ – Twitter, Facebook. Vine. Insta(nt)gram

I primarily connected my figurative life line to social media in 2007 as a way to connect with my family and friends at home in London and across the globe, an easy way to share what I was doing and get the social reach easily to everyone I cared about when I was on the run and didn’t have time for a call or to write a letter  – technology has allowed me to face time with my Mum while I am out shopping to get her buy in on a dress I like or some shoes I’m contemplating adding to the collection. While I am connected to my family, I am also, now, so conditioned to getting everything out there right now – real time sharing, real time experiences.
I want to know if I’ve won – now. I want to know what people think – now. Who is liking my status, who is viewing my blog, what is my friend in another part of the world doing right now, I want my food order in 3 minutes.  I need the information and I need it now.

Capturing the moment

Capturing the moment

Don’t get me wrong – I love social media and what it has enabled us to do as individuals and as a global community, I like a fast pace, I like to have everything at my fingertips, but I’ve become so motivated by instant gratification that I’m not stopping to smell the flowers. I’m not taking in my life – the memories. Yes; every inch of the memory is captured in 140 characters or a heavily filtered and edited photo stored in a virtual cloud for the future, but am I living in that moment? Or am I merely capturing it?
Am I really listening or am I merely hearing?
Am I missing what’s really going on around me, now, because I’m so obsessed with the now.

My husband has created a social (media) experiment for us, mainly me, but us – can we, one day a week, tune out, shut down and turn off – can we leave our iphones, our ipad and our computer alone and just live in the moment, see the world through just one lens.

It’s time to take my moments. To realise that to really appreciate the now. I need to stop, inhale and absorb. Otherwise, my life will have flashed by in a series of uploads, tweets and posts.

Life is too short to not really LIVE in the now.

For more on our figurative life lines and our constant connection here is a great article on Huff Post – Disconnect: A New Movie Sounds the Alarm About Our Hyper-Connected Lives.

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A Day in the Life of The Men in My Life

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Right:The Don – Naughty Billy    Left: The Don & Mr K

In other news– my father has now joined twitter and in the same 24 hour period has requested that as the eldest man in the family, he is now referred to as The *Don/ Don Billy. We shall see which new interest lasts longer. My money is on the new nickname rather than twitter. Although learning that he can vent and complain at companies in just 140 characters has provided him with a new challenge in his nonexistent workaholic down time.

*Side note – when I retold this story to a friend of ours – she asked why my dad wanted to be the Dom of the family.  Apparently her reading Fifty Shades of Grey has really had an effect on her hearing.

The Don & Mr K

In more ‘other news’ – my husband has a new toy – a food saver – the joy – we have everything you could possibly think of in its own little pouch – herbs, melon, fish, cherries, energy bars, reindeer all with the life sucked out of them and stored in the freezer. My father’s comment in relation to learning that Mr K is vacuum packing anything he can get his hands on…. “Well if we come over and we can’t find you darling – we will look to see if he’s vacuum packed you and stored you in the freezer”. Sigh.