Valuable connections, it’s all links, new ones, invisible ones and life changing ones.
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I have been meaning to write this for a few days. Something got under my skin, bothered me and I couldn’t put my finger on it at all, so I forgot about it.
Boy am I glad!! :o)
I had to disconnect to make the connection but it not only made that connection…it connected everything else for me.
Some connections were great, some not so, I digress, they are all valuable connections.
Sadly…I had to also had to face up to something I didn’t really expect. It pissed me off to a point!
As she sang…
“Sometimes it hard…to make things clear…
Or know when to face… the truth, and I know,
That the moment is here…”
No prizes to the right guess in comments! ;o)
I’ll never make it really big as a blogger, as it stands!!!
I had been given it thought in the past…
I knew it was going to be an issue, but that issue is something you probably won’t face…
Yeah… my crap ears!!!
The idiot!!? ;o)
This just confirmed it in some ways, but I would do a disservice not sharing it with you, as there’s nothing stopping you following the fantastic and well explained FREE: Time Tested And Proven Roadmap To Blogging Success… because NOW IS the time to read that if you are in any way considering starting one…even if not, there is some good insights to where things are going on this “landscape”.
One I wont be able to fully maximise.
So am I saying this blog is…dying?
NO… certainly not, I just realised where it IS going, how it effects other things in the “big picture”, the book above just helped me realise with a little more clarity…connected things in a way.
Furthermore these other connections, in my head, also had an impact on things…in a huge way.
Linking the connections was what did it, but it’s only now they connect!
It was 1980…
Summer in flow, thumping feelings to my head…and here I woke, at the bottom of a pot hole in a quarry, dazed, confused, almost 9 years old…
I took a brief look around, a twin pair of holes above me, shafts of light pouring down, peeked to left, right…darkish but it clearly looked like I was in a “slab space” like a wall of mud in font of me and a wall of mud behind me.
I tried to climb up, no used, slipping and sliding, I stopped, ran my hand through my hair…caked in mud and knotted…”where’s me hearing aid??, my coat?, my shoe?” rapidly flying through my head…
I looked around, I realised I was on a small ledge, the very real fear of falling down there kicked in.
At a guess I was about 30 ft down from the top.
Looked down saw real darkness, spotted a stone, a good handful sized and threw it down.
For a brief moment I completely forgot I couldn’t hear shit!
I smiled, no-one can ever take that off me. :o)
“Lee, help” I suddenly screamed, not quite realising I remembered what happened.
“He has to be there” I told myself, “LEE!!!” I screamed out, we were only playing football a minute ago…or was it hours ago…. “argggh LEEEEEE””…a face flickered into the light…it was my mums best friend, Anna…”sigh” A memory that has never faded. :o)
She said clearly so could lipread… “firemen on the way, DON’T move”
I never moved a muscle… the fireman arrived, Anna said, “tie the rope round your waist”…In my innocent confusion i started to try and tie an inch and half fat rope around my wrist… :o/
Donut…”Waist” Anna said…”of course, what an idiot” I said, did that, got pulled up slowly and nicely.
That connection was valuable! It saved my life.
I suddenly had my head slowly out of the hole, to see half the streets residents lined up on the bank a good 7, 8 ft above us.
A sight I was glad to see. Some of you will be reading this no doubt. :o) It would be interesting to hear your memory of that day, its’ the other side of the coin, watching one of ya daft mates looking like worzel gummage climbing out of a pot hole! :o)
The firemen asked if I was ok… yeah I said, stood up, there were all well intentionally worried…but I started to walk off towards my home, climbing up the bank, not sure if people were clapping, can’t hear at this point lol, over the top, I saw mum, my brothers, 7 and 5 at the time…all crying, shocked…the magnitude of what happened hit me and we all hugged.
I was ok, that’s what mattered, I only had a few bruises, split eyelid, bruised ego, lost hearing aid, and an upset family. :o/
Oh and one shoe!
So, we all walked to the ambulance, I climbed in, I remember the paramedic taking my trousers off to check my legs, stood there in my pants and the “girl next door”, literally, Sarah, my age, stood there upset, smiling, looking at me!!
“Oi bugger off” I said with a smile, while trying hard to hide the “y fronts” Yikes!!!!
She laughed, I laughed… :o)
I was let out and went home, a night not to forget, sat in mums bed, all of us, mum, me and brothers, dad was in middle east, working as a diver, we were watching tv…the news!!
“Eh, that’s me”!! :o) Damn I looked rough! :o)
I was safe and well.
I had a valuable connection that day.
But a week later, sat at nans, all the family there, watching tv and it was the news, suddenly I took notice of what was happening, bearing in mind no subtitles then, it was a case in Italy, a young child fallen down a pot hole, alot further than I had and in a granite or marble quarry.
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t get to them.
Their last wish was to have coca cola… and that’s what they give them. As much as they wanted through a long pipe.
That was the last drink.
I cried my heart out.
That hurt and I never forgot that day.
I made a valuable connection with that child in my heart.
So, am I really going to let a silly thing my crap ears stop me, with anything?
Nope, you got that right. Then and now!
I won’t let a pair of crap ears stop me with this blog, I’ll just adapt it or I to it.
I got plans, and this blog is part of them.
I digress, whats all this got do with you?
Well, you read my blog, ;o)
Quite alot to do with you in fact.
If I am going to have issues with things like video, audio, using a webcam and mic, I can talk, not perfect but ok, I will never be able to benefit the other way, by listening. shame really, though till now I never rally saw any reason to have a webcam and mic.
Conversations, should be two way. :o)
I got thinking about what I really wanted to achieve, what would I be happiest doing and that is interacting with more people, connecting, sharing, and learning and well as helping.
Which I realised I already do…just not well enough.
I know I do underestimate myself and what I have to share. I get told enough too!
Time to make that big improvement.
So I would love to see you join my new “Valuable connections” ezine.
Sign up to it using the form on the left sidebar.
You are going to be my main priority. :o)
You see, I realised every opportunity I ever wanted I have had.
Let me ask you, how many times has that door in your office, room, you are in now been opened by someone else, for you?
How about other doors?
My bet is most of the doors that have opened for you in life YOU opened, or chose not to go follow through.
I can only kick myself now for not opening the doors more often and trying, and kick myself again for not even bothering to open it and take a look!
Fast forward 5 years from now….
You come out of hairdressers with ya girlfriend, she is “pissed off”, not happy at all and you can feel it bristling on her, she starts to typing into her phone, five min’s later she calms down a bit, you ask “what ya done?”, she replies “tweeted everyone to not use that crap hairdressers”.
You realise, ya girl has something like 10,000 people following her on her twitter, 2000 of them “local”, mates who listen…
Damn that’s gonna hurt that hairdresser you think?
One small valuable connection, or in this case not so valuable!
The flip side, she came out. “Wow gotta show mates this, I feel GREAT” uploads a pic to twitpic and tweets it to all, free valuable word of mouth advertising for you!
Good very valuable connection for that hairdresser now eh? ;o)
“Ok, well, I got a shop, not hairdresser, so it wont matter to me, and anyway, it’s NOT 5 years time”… you say, right, but back to the present, there are phones now capable of scanning bar codes in the shops.
So someone scans a product in your shop, clicks the phone, says “I can get that 50p cheaper in the shop 30 yards up the rd”.
You stand there bewildered! :o/ Another customer gone!
For now, realise every connection you make, matters.
P.s there are really NO limits on the power of these connections. No barriers. You are at the most important moment in history. NOW.