I got to wondering this morning about my level of influence. I wonder if there is anyone out there who, unbeknown to me, was positively influenced by something I said, or did, or wrote. Or negatively influenced, for that matter. I interact with a lot of people throughout my day, both in person and on-line. I’m published in a lot of places across the Internet, and social networking is my playground. I wonder, sometimes, how I’m effecting people’s lives. I hope it’s for the better, in some small way. I’d like to think that I make a difference to someone – that I have turned moments positive when they were tipped toward the negative.
It’s easy to start being a bit paranoid about actions and reactions, in this age of instant information and continuous input. I wonder if something I wrote or commented on could be taken the wrong way, intent being the first casualty of the formats in which we choose to interact. In the next moment I rebel, thinking that people in general have just gotten too damned sensitive and too quick to abandon the benefit of the doubt.
I like to tread lightly. I don’t always accomplish it. Leave the world (or in this case, a person’s mood) in better condition than the way it was before I happened upon it.
It’s a good goal, anyway.