About My Posts on Facebook

     I felt compelled to comment about my posts on Facebook and it's not because of any comments others have made. It's my own morning subconscious guiding me. I'm guessing that, like most of you, I take all the events going on in the world quite seriously. Those who know me best know that I often think deeply and sometimes wear my heart on my sleeve. I've always been like that and wished I could wave my hand and make all the wars, strife, hatred, pain, catastrophes, and suffering we see each day in the news disappear forever. I'm not immune to tears and sadness at what I see in the news. But, I like to look at Facebook as though we were a group of intimate friends sitting around together in the same room and having a polite or light discussion. What do friends talk about? Often how the kids are doing, what our mates are up to, that new recipe, a joke heard...in other words, small talk. I never object to what others say within reason, but for me, I try to write comments in Facebook with the same considerations in mind as if talking to friends or relatives face to face. There is a time and place for everything to be said, with the exception that this post is for the record. While I'm feeling deeply compassionate about the people in Nepal's earthquake, concerned about conflicts, or passionate about a social or political issue, we all need a way to remind us that life can be beautiful and that love among friends is precious. Facebook is that parlor where we share a cup of coffee or a beer and say, "Hello, my friend. I've missed you. What's new in your life> I have a funny story. Wow, have I got news for you!" Small talk in some ways connects us as a family of friends. So whether you just landed the lead in a Broadway show, or baked a wonderful cookie recipe today, it's all good. My final point is, it's okay to have a lively discussion on the biggest issue of the day if done with respect for other points of view, but please never feel what you would like to write on your Facebook page is too trivial to post. My father taught me that it's the every day small moments that string our lives together and show others our true nature, just as seconds string together to make minutes, hours, days, or years. Now go forth and multiply Facebook (or Twitter) posts freely!