Dancing with the butterfly
Kirstin Vanlierde

What an excellent piece, Kirsten. This touched on so many aspects of what we experience, as artists and writers, struggling to find meaning, at times, while just flowing in the heart of it at others. I’ve also noticed the same thing you mentioned about all of the anonymous “ghost” followers, which kind of reminds me of all these many, many friend requests I’ve been receiving on facebook, ever since my post-surgery, pain-drug influenced free-surfing of the joint brought me in touch with many I wouldn’t normally have interacted with, then suddenly, I had all these new “friends”, and new “friend-requests” began pouring in, and when I’d see we had 30 or 40 friends in common, I would accept, and then all of a sudden, I had a hundreds of new friends who I have no idea who they are. I’d kind of like to turn back the hands of time, now, to pre-surgery, when I knew most of my facebook friends, or at least knew our mutual friends, and what our connection was. Anyway, I don’t want this to turn into that. But, on the other hand, it’s cool to think all these people have an interest in what I might have to say. Ego loves it.