New Status Update

We live in a fast world. This is not new information. We zip, zap, text, tweet. We don't stop long enough to breathe. Why? Do we even know what we are missing? Do we behave this way because of environmental conditioning? Or, are we afraid of what we might see, or, better yet, feel if we slowed it all down?

The other day after working in my yard, pulling weeds from my modest flower bed, I was sitting on my front porch drinking my ice, cold --yet all the ice had melted -- water when, I saw a small insect hovering over my bright, yellow, potted marigold. Initially, I thought it was a mosquito and went to swat it away. But I looked at it more carefully and saw that it was a very tiny bee. Perhaps it was a baby bee as I've never seen one that small before. I watched it suck the nectar from the flower. I thought about the lifecycle and activities of bees. I marveled at how the bee's wings were moving so fast, they seemed perfectly still (which then reminded me of the pianist who moved his fingers so fast they too seemed to be perfectly still). I watched the baby bee drink and drink. I could have remained there entranced by its activity, but my phone buzzed and I stood up to read the text message. When I did, the baby bee zoomed away so fast, I couldn't tell where it went. It was just gone.

How did getting things done replace connecting with people and the world around us? Many times I'll be heading out the door, hurrying to get someplace important, and I'll see my neighbor out and even though there's a million things I'd like to tell her about, I usually only have "time" for a quick wave, a smile and a hello. And she returns the greetings. It's like we are both on automatic pilot. She probably feels just as busy and rushed as I do.

Why do we live in this bullet-point world? Why do we narrow our lives down to 'five key messages' or the '30-second elevator speech'? We send countless status updates via Facebook or Twitter. We text seemingly meaningless and erroneous information to those who want to know 'wassup'. But what do these 'facts' actually reveal about our lives?

• "I'm excited to go on vacation."
• "I ate at the best Italian restaurant last night."
• "I ran 3 miles in the rain, am I crazy?" "
• "I walked my yappy dog."
• "I saw a movie. I danced tango. I'm going to bed."

These bullet points reveal my actions but not my soul. The actions allow my friends/followers to develop an image of me. And likewise, I can draw conclusions about them and their lives which keeps me from having to actually ask "How are you?" because I'm so busy, you see.

But I'm a writer and a philosopher and although I don't intrinsically like operating in this bullet point world, I play along. I do it too. I know I should stop and ask more questions. I know I should interact more on a human, face-to-face, landline to landline or voice-to-voice and not a keyboard-to-keyboard level with the people in my life. I know I shouldn't rely on those status updates and tweets to tell me how my dear college friend really feels about not having children or being a stay-at-home mom, or getting married or divorced or anything. But I do. It's funny even though, I've never experienced that wonderfully happy, satisfied feeling after spending a few hours with my laptop reading status updates, I still read them instead of calling. Nor have I ever received a text from someone that said "Last night's tweet was great. Let's do it again real soon." I know I need to do better.

I think I'll update my status to say so...