
Blocking someone is like living with blinders on. Don’t let them send you into hiding. Don’t give them the power to steal your joy.
This week several Facebook friends unknowingly friended a hacker. When I saw the mutual friends, I sent each a note to unfriend and report them as spam and change their password. Then, yesterday at a friend’s computer we checked to see if she’d friended the hacker. She and Dannia had. When I got home, I went to send Dannia a message letting her know, and I saw that she had blocked me. This same friend years ago cut off an entire group of friends, including me. But until the week before, I’d seen her comments on a mutual friend’s FB page. Apparently she didn’t like seeing my comments, so she blocked me. My first thought was, Now that’s creating your own reality! Then I felt a little honored and humbled that she gave me so much power. That wasn’t like her. Not the old her, anyway. I thought how synchronistic the Universe having me at the friend’s computer to see her name, otherwise I may never have known I was blocked. If someone triggers me to negative emotion, I know there’s something going on in me that could use some reflection. Not everyone is ready to look into a mirror, and it’s none of my business if they ever do or not. It’s just a limited way to live. Continue reading