Posts Tagged ‘Why I Left Facebook’

Sian Howell ~ Amazing Results of a Facebook Diet

Today’s post came to me via email, but it’s too wonderful to keep to myself. I asked Sian if I could please devote a post to it, and it turns out that Sian has recently received some major nudges to begin blogging. Well, then! Sian’s blogging has now begun.

I shared with Sian that — although I left Facebook for different reasons — I felt the same wonder, expansion and relief from unplugging. Readers of my blog and Tania Marie’s blog regularly inquire if I’m on Facebook or if I intend to go back. Nope. So many of our local events are listed on FB that in 2013 I briefly (read under three minutes) created a fictional account for myself so that I could access those local groups. Before I had even finished the setup, my neck tensed, heart raced, stomach sank, world contracted, and I felt such a revulsion for my laptop that I wanted to knock it off my desk — just from logging into the Facebook page. I knew I didn’t like FB, but that level of immediate intensity shocked me. I closed my account before I even friended Tania.

David and I met through Facebook, and for that I remain grateful, but, like Sian, I’ve found so much more wonder and peace away from that particular social monitoring and control platform. In just four days, Sian’s had some incredible uplift and reconnection.

Sian Howell ~ Amazing Results of a Facebook Diet

I am from Darwin, Australia. I have followed your blog for quite some time. It has opened my eyes up to the REAL and VERY magical world around me. 🙂

In your latest blog you mentioned that we have been given a chance to correct our course in life. I feel that March has rolled along with open arms begging for me to change my perspective and change my world.

I have recently realised *or have been prompted to realise* that I have an addiction to Facebook, for no good reason. I don’t watch main stream TV, read gossip mags or take part with the idea of “being on trend”, but here I am mesmerized over a web-page? Like a bug to a fluorescent light- hooked with zero escape.

While using Facebook I felt exhausted, envious, remorseful and well… Angry.
I would wake up, fall asleep and use every waking hour to check out my friends lives.

They would be: airing their dirty laundry, taking “selfies” of them looking like supermodels, and “checking in” to cool hangouts….accompanied by pictures of them with all of their super cool friends.

I saw this amazing world people are living in….Then I’d snap back to reality, look around the room I rent from my parents, glance at my empty calendar and feel a pang of disappointment. I felt like I was missing out on a life full of fun and frivolity….Because I was!

I set myself a challenge this week, to indulge in a “Facebook diet”.
Talk rediscovering a wonderful world out there with SO much time to enjoy it!
It’s day 4 of the diet and already I have felt a major shift in my soul’s epicentre.

I have found time to read books, talk with my parents, book a holiday, meditate, have dinner’s with friends. Who really needs Facebook to keep in touch with friends when you can go and actually see them FACE to FACE! What a revelation! Haha!

It’s also the little things, having time to: notice the birds in the trees, the flowers in my neighbourhood, the constant orbs of light that flash before my eyes, the extremely detailed and vivid dreams… instead of wasting it to check our little electronic devices to see what the rest of the world is doing, to feel less alone.

The happiness and airy feeling I get from not using Facebook is unreal.

How did we all get so far from this serene state of living?

I just wanted to thank you for the inspiration to break free and live a wholesome life.
I can’t say I will ditch Facebook forever, but I will remember that we are always given a chance to feed our soul with beautiful thoughts, experiences and surroundings if we choose to,

I no longer want to be part of the zombie apocalypse that we have created for ourselves. Hello enlightenment! ^_^

Thanks again Laura.

Love and light. xx

Seeking, Finding and Being Change

I’ve heard from many former Facebook friends — everything from “Are you ok?” to “I understand why you’ve decided to leave,” to “Yay! I’m leaving, too” to a very concerned “Do you need to talk to someone?” — as though by leaving Facebook I have left this entire reality. In a way, I have left, but only in the most positive sense of leaving. 😉 Meanwhile, I find it deliciously ironic that Facebook has somehow become the standard of “reality” for those whose friends exist primarily online. I’m not knocking this situation; I made some great friends on FB and stayed connected with lots of long distance friends I’d met earlier in person or as colleagues. FB fulfills many functions, from social activism and collective vibe raising to supportive small talk and virtual hugs.

When I left California for Chicago in early 2010, I purposely moved to Hyde Park, where I thought no one would ever venture to visit me. I lived on the 9th floor with panoramic views of Lake Michigan, the Museum of Science and Industry, and an open Western expanse except where other buildings dotted the sunset horizon. In many ways I felt like I lived in a tower, only “allowed” to leave once per day to buy a fresh green juice or vegan Thai food and then walk by the Lake. For hours. The icy winds and crashing waves welcomed my weary spirit and ensured that I would meet few people along the way. I wasn’t lonely; on the contrary, I craved the solitude. Except for a few close friends, feeling others’ physical energetic presence seemed harsh and oppressive after having utterly depleted myself for other people’s healing, support, well-being, and dreams. Yes, I wanted alone time. I desperately needed it.

And yet, I have a very social side. I didn’t join Facebook for friends, but I very much enjoyed the play after having worked so hard. Too fragile to play in person, I found that FB let me do so vicariously. What I joined “for service” became its own rabbit hole to a backdoor universe that quietly healed my life.

Once that life began clicking into alignment with what I truly desired, FB became more of the “mission” I’d first expected it to be. I found myself speaking out about things long held back, trying to share such things in non-alarmist ways. Most of the foreboding nightmares I had before 9/11/2001 and earlier this year have already come to pass. People have asked if that’s why I closed my account, and the answer is yes, but not for the reasons you might first conclude.

On the surface, it’s true, the US has finally revealed itself as a police state threatening Martial Law and trying to legalize the torture of its own citizens. The Senate and House just legalized indefinite detention of citizens (yes, the co-sponsor of the bill has shown precedent that it includes any and all US citizens, not just illegal aliens). Fukushima continues to spew untold amounts of radiation into our environment. Dolphins are turning up dead for unknown reasons (take your pick). Senate members press for extreme internet censorship and a “terrorist button” on all websites, facilitating a McCarthy-style turning in of any and all government critics. The Western economy is bankrupt, and Monsanto and BigPharma have taken over not only our food supply but also the government that regulates what’s legal to grow in our own garden. Ditto in New Zealand and the EU. On top of that, we might have WWIII on our hands with Iran, Israel, Russia, China and the US. Yes, on the surface, things look very grim, indeed.

The thing is, though, to me, none of this is new. I’ve had nightmares and forebodings of these sorts of things since before 2001. The fact that they’ve revealed themselves to others almost feels like a huge relief. A passing of the torch. Sometime in 2011, a very stagnant pond began to move, eventually rejoining the ebb and flow of tides. Now that things are so obviously ebbing, I see some gloriously flowing possibilities. Flowing water is cleaner water. Stagnation kills, while movement heals. For the life of me (and I mean that both literally and figuratively), I can no longer filter and transmute all the yuck in the world into something other people can swallow. I just can’t. And fortunately, I appear to have been relieved of that duty, just as I’ve been relieved of earlier duties when they grew too burdensome. Ask and ye shall receive. I both ask for and receive a lot.

In the tradition of Ghandi’s “You must become the change you wish to see in the world,” I have to admit I’m on my way. The shift happened gradually, no doubt much earlier than I recognized it coming. Maybe 2006. Maybe with my 1998 brain injury as the trigger. For awhile, some things got way worse while other “impossible” things resolved. For awhile, I lived simultaneously in extreme joy and despair while fighting my way out of a self-and-other-imposed straight jacket. I don’t know exactly how or when I became Houdini; nor do I care to quibble about it. My point is that change does happen. As above, so below; as within, so without. Sometimes it takes awhile for physical reality to reflect what’s happened on the inside, but it always eventually happens! I see this during Medical Intuitive, Soul Reading and Tarot sessions. I also hear it from teachers like Abraham-Hicks, Sanaya Roman’s Orin, Joseph Murphy, Ghandi, Ralph Waldo Emerson and MLK.

I see and feel it happening now, in our world and in ourselves. When I look at my life right now, I feel so incredibly grateful. I have never felt more consistent joy, and I sense this current state as mere seeds of the full grown bliss and content longing to burst forth in Divine and perfect timing. The seeds themselves taste good, but what about the eventual fruit that produces so many more seeds? I know so many amazing Lightworkers –as friends, clients, students, and colleagues — and I see this happening in individuals all over the world. Little seeds of bliss and content, firmly planted in good, rich soil. We are the first sprouts. The early crop. The volunteer harvest. Even though the current external reality looks more like a compost pile, I already see our world in full, glorious bloom and fruit.

That’s why I left Facebook when I did. I had a “job” to do on FB, and I completed that task. In what feels like a promotion (or even a giddy retirement) my new “job” is simply to do more of what I most enjoy. Let more of my gifts shine through in brighter ways. Follow my bliss. Play. Create. Let my love show and flow. Imagine. Peace out. I’ve been asking and asking for an abundant, prosperous, free and loving world where everyone can live this way. It’s high time I commit to fully becoming and receiving the change I wish to see in the world. I know from the Law of Attraction that we can speed shifts by feeling what we long for as though we already have it. For me, this has meant a return to my private life, in-person friends, my boyfriend, our families, trees, water, fantasy, and books.

I love my life! I hope you find more and more ways to love your own. Please know that seeking, finding and being change is some of the most important work you will ever do. Have fun with it!