Back to Reality?

Over the weekend, this revelation occurred to me.

Could SoulIISoul have had any idea how prophetic their words would be to me…how many years later?

Yesterday, I posted on the need to get back to my kiddos and to life and to something beyond a screen–something with a face that I can touch and hold and something that can whisper in my ear…and not a something, either–a someone. In fact, I live with seven someones who are of utmost importance to me.

Unfortunately, my feelings aren’t often followed by action.

But, I’m working on getting back to life…back to reality.

How about you? Where do you live?

I Got Caught!

I didn’t mean anything by it, really. So what if we were all in the kitchen together? So what if it was one of the few moments we would spend together in a twenty-four-hour period? It was just a swipe and a few quick touches on my phone. I just wanted to check email. No big deal.

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Well, after those few seconds of swiping and pressing my finger to the little glass screen, I looked forward–straight into the eyes of my littlest guy. The look in his eyes took me aback, like he was wondering if I could ever look at him with the anticipation that I look at my phone.

He didn’t have to say a word.

I learned my lesson.

His eyes will forever be burned in the recesses of my mind when I think of putting phone over family, of putting Facebook over friendships, of putting twitter over togetherness. Life is too short, and one of my goals this year is to practice living in, soaking in, and relishing each moment–for every second on this earth is a blessing…and I’m ready to start counting mine!

ON MEDIA…please comment!

When you walk into our home, sometimes you might be greeted with the sound of dialogue accompanying moving pictures on a large, flat screen to a score…sometimes you might hear music echoing from a speaker…sometimes you might hear a computer (or two) with game music on continuous play…and sometimes you might hear the latest cooking video from Cakes By ChoppA or Rosanna Pansino playing on YouTube for my little people.

Other days, when you walk into my home, you might hear a child practicing on the piano a theme to Harry Potter or James Bond…sometimes you might hear a child reading aloud from her latest book…sometimes you might hear dishes clinking as they move from a sink into a dishwasher, a broom moving across the kitchen tile, or the simmering of sauce on the stove.

Some days you might even find us in the kitchen, having an impromptu dance party.

What I’ve been thinking about lately, though, is the media-saturated society (and even media-dependant society) in which we live.  I am guilty myself of allowing this guest, in its multitudinous forms, often into my home.  My wonderings have led me to consider (though I cannot know the future) what this bombardment and obsession with media will bring about in our lives, in future generations’ lives, and in society as a whole.

While I find myself abundantly grateful for my phone allowing me to Google information for my child’s homework question at the swipe of a finger or send a friendly text message across miles in mere seconds, I continue to find my dependence on it (and my children’s, as well) somewhat exasperating.

I’m guessing the answer to my dilemma comes through my all-encompassing quest for BALANCE. And, I’m glad to know that many of you (including Jasmine–since we talked about the topic last week) are right there with me!

So, my question, which I would love to turn into a discussion (because I am really interested in your thoughts) here is this:

What do you think the effects of the current media accessibility and even dependence in society will have one, two, and three generations from now? Please share your thoughts!