![]() In less than 24 hours, I started to feel lighter and more focused. Just talking about taking action felt like an uncovering-revealing new excitement, motivation, and long lost purpose. I started to feel the positive effects of my decision right away. It’s like I had cleaned out a decade’s worth of energetic clutter in an instant. This marks the beginning of a new business structure for BexLife that will be more focused on grassroots, in-person engagement for the purposes of leadership through personal development and social activism.” “I am incredibly excited to share that I’m deleting my personal Facebook account and shutting down my personal profiles on all social platforms to make room for all things bigger, better, and more fulfilling. (Because I still feel the Internet is a magical space in which incredible work can be done and epic change can be sparked.) I shared my intention to make the shift, I explained my reasons why, and I made my exit out of all my personal platforms and into an electronic space dedicated to the business of service. So I made a very straightforward announcement on my personal profile (one that boasted more than 8 years of daily posts, thousands of pictures, and over 4000 “friends”-so many memories). And on a short car ride to my sister’s house, he said, “Why not just do it today? What are you waiting for?” I couldn’t shake how the conversation made me feel.īy the early afternoon, I was convinced I needed to make the change. Then we talked about how we were dangerously close to unconsciously backing ourselves into a corner of convention and mediocrity, feeling trapped in the very boxes we used to think were only built for other people. We talked about hopes and dreams, setting rules on fire, and our burning desire to live life on our own terms. And though the desire started making itself apparent to me a while ago, it took a series of signs (the last being a post from a business colleague I admire a LOT) to lead me to an out loud morning conversation in bed with my husband. Like I said, I’d been thinking long and hard about a strategy on how to do this. Scrolling, replying, and tapping like, love, sad face, angry face (the angry face reaction, by the way, being a whole other issue for another day). But for many hours, every single day, I was engaged in a practice that looked anything but mindful or intentional. This all requires practicing something called mindful intention. If what I’m doing is real work, then I need to create real space for rest. If I’m here to create real change, then I have to take real action. And none of those states can exist in the same space as confident, determined, objective, and effective. That was just one question (read: justification) that kept me hooked to social media-desperate, scattered, all-consumed, and unfocused. If I want to effect change, shouldn’t I be connected in as many ways and to as many people as possible? And though I felt them at my core, they confused me. Because seeing me do it gives them permission to do the same. They should see me dedicating my time to my passions, creating sacred spaces online, hosting healing workshops in my home.īecause I have a message worth spreading far and wide. The work I do is important, so I was willing to continue to place one foot in front of the other, always wobbling along the tightrope of work/life/guilt/reward balance.Īfter all, my family should see me doing the things that set my heart on fire. Realizing that more often than not my children’s requests for my attention were made from the other side of my laptop or phone screen added to that focus a constant tugging at my heartstrings. My burning desire to continue and expand a decade’s long practice of social and political activism at a more personal, intimate, grassroots level focused it even more. The presidential election (and the heated and often vitriolic fallout that surrounded it) focused my attentions more intensely on that exploration. I’d been exploring the idea of simplifying my online presence and scaling back my social media activity for quite some time. ![]() No, this wasn’t a first or final stage of a nervous breakdown. I quit all my personal social media platforms.
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