Instagram Farewells

I have said goodbye to Instagram; I was being sucked into the big black whirlpool of constant scrolling and wasting valuable time best spent elsewhere.  For months, years, I tried to practice restraint and use common sense but, alas, it seems I have none where that particular social media platform is concerned!

So, in a few days, this Friday, I am hitting the "Delete" button and it's all gone! The fact that I want so much NOT to depart from Instagram tells me it must be done.  Goodbyes already have been said to everyone, and I've let people know where they can find me if they are so inclined. 

And for me, a deeper level of peace.  Already I have been able to submerge my distracted soul more deeply into the quiet waters of prayer and reading each day.  Living in the present, being present . . .

And thus I hope to continue . . .

I will say Instagram (its good side) is a beautiful, colorful place.  In preparation for leaving, I whittled down my posts, took screen shots, and ran them through the Waterlogue App to make art out of them.  A sweet little memento of time spent there.  So much beautiful color and pattern, reminiscent of a quilt made from iridescent rainbow fragments . . . I offer a small selection: 

I don't expect they will mean anything to anyone but me, who remembers each photo and what it represents.  Many and varied moments of one woman's life, memorialized in vibrantly colored squares.

Goodbye Instagram!  I have experienced a handful of difficult goodbyes this year and this is certainly one of them.  In the case of this goodbye, it is painful, but it is also very, very good for me.