The #postofthedaychallenge is a New Years resolution to post on Steemit every day for the whole year. It is something I came up with to keep creating content and to deepen my personal connection with the community.
The blocks of the blockchain are not on the cloud, they are the clouds!
We are halfway through the year and once I posted at 00:01 which means I failed to meet my deadline. Steemit was down a few days ago marking my second failure to meet the challenge.
I call them failures but they are actually very positive. We are the human component in this virtual world and I have many times embodied that when still tweaking my write ups past midnight, literally burning the midnight oil.
Given that, most of the time, my only lead is in the shape of ideas and that I am often posting last minute, I am astonished at how rarely the site has been down in the past 6 months! Well done Steemit! If I could hug you, I would.
One radical shift in my appreciation of the platform is how Steemit went from something to utilize to my advantage to something I want to build up with the help of the community.
It takes so much time and thankless effort yet the benefits to my own life are marked for posts with little upvotes and no comments. What I mean is that wether a post does well or not, I feel like I expressed something, grew from it!
Throughout this effort there has been one constant: the support of my dearest friend and Steemit Dreamit partner .
I know, I’m special and I know I deserve someone to be my rock. The thing is, is that, not everybody who deserves it gets to be so lucky as to find this kind of support. There are a lot of people who are special out there and I wish for each and every one of them to be seen and even understood. I am extremely humbled to have you , I know I can be full of myself sometimes but that is when you help me find non-patriarchal ways to word things in order to be a voice for unity as opposed to discombobulation.
I also want to thank for being himself and for encouraging his inner child to thrive on a daily basis. Thank you for your eye and your ability to take in every moment in like it was your last. We need more people like you.
you are also part of a tribe of Dreamits, thank you for all your encouragements. You put your heart in your writing which is the only way to go as far as I’m concerned.
I remember a certain encounter with which rocked my life with a healthy mix of realism and positivity. It was a breath of fresh air in this pristine concrete, glass and steel jungle.
I want Steemit Dreamit to grow lots and lots in the future but I am in no rush as I savor every moment on the way there. What we have is love, to be protected and cherished.
’s #freewrite challenge has been a true life savior when the deadline approached, taking no prisoners.
Recently the #payitforward initiative instilled new life in me, connecting me to even more extraordinary people who also believe in the Steem blockchain. I think it is much needed when considering how thin my attention runs sometimes. This is of course not for a lack of having a fair bit. There is just so much content out there, good, bad and ugly. It is an excellent way to push our curation skills past the upvote and the resteem and to empower people.
Last but not least I want to thank my partner for his strokes of genius big and small and for reviewing and even writing some of my texts with me.
Before, I often had insomnia feeling stuck with a myriad ideas for content few of which ever saw the light of day. Now, my art group, a powerful marketing tool, is taken care of before I can even put in on a to do list. It’s too early to tell but I believe Steem is indirectly helping with my troubles sleeping by connecting us together.
In these 6 months I have been burned by cryptocelebrities. It hurts like crazy and sent shockwaves across my very conception of the blockchain. Especially seeing how this guy named Maui destroyed his entire life over it with only lies and false promises to hang on to. I feel so ashamed and I know I should not. I am working on it.
It is an uncanny feeling to be so inspired yet empty because of exhaustion from a rough work day and to have to come up with something for you to chew on. I can imagine it must be similar for a stay at home father of 6 having to cook diner.
When money becomes too important, it impacts the pleasure I feel being here. It is only when things are put in perspective that I can thrive as an author. For example, there is a lot of emphasis on growth in society but something needs to be said about the advantages of being small. It is a phase of discovery which only happens once, kind of like being a child. Becoming successful is its own kind of trade off, hopefully it doesn’t happen too quickly. So many lessons need to be learned along the way. Not the least of which is patency... I mean patience!
Forcing myself to make content was a good idea. I literally revel in all the neural pathways having been created as a result of this resolution. It will be interesting to see where I go with it in 2019. I may comment more or let go of the artistic constraint altogether, we shall see.
I come from a place of great privilege here, where I am yet but borrowing a place from the Musqueam, Squamish and Tsleil-Waututh Nations. When I see less fortunate people from around the world see Steemit as a get rich quick solution I can’t blame them for either scheming or spamming. It’s the individuals misusing their wealth which truly annoy me. I just hope the former can get access to the internet quite enough to share about who they are and what they are going through because their voices are more important than mine right now.