Okay, so this post might be a but of a non-sequiter, but I twittered that I would write about my newfound love for Yoko Ono and I'm a woman of my word.
I fell in love with Yoko (@yokoono) over Twitter. In fact, my love for her is mostly twitter based. I added her because I follow Mark Ronson (@iammarkronson) and he mentioned that he was going to be part of the Plastic Ono Band on an upcoming appearance on Jimmy Fallon (Yes, I jut plugged the Plastic Ono Band. I told you, I love her!)
My heart first skipped a beat when I read that she has like 500,00 followers, and is herself following 150,000 ish people. I don't know if you twitter, but the follower/follower ration is usually looks something like this:
It's a classic trick of the popular. Many are interested in them, but they are interested in only a few. Not Yoko Ono. She's cooler than that.
Then there are her tweets. Allow me to retweet a few:
Bless you for your search of direction its a sign of aspiration. Transform the energy to receptivity And the direction will come to you.
Bless you for the times you feel no love. Open your heart to life anyway and in time you will find love in you.
And my favorite:
Join in with the #smilingfacefilm http://www.smilingfacefilm.com ☺
I plan on submitting a picture. And I love her directions on how to smile. Smile from every part of your being. I too thought it was cheese at first. But dude, it works
So here's why I'm loving her right now. In this age of twitterblogfacebooktumblrwhathaveyou madness, the technology which connects us all in a very real and potentially deep way is so often used instead for gazing at, documenting and broadcasting the state of our navels into the ether (mine included).
But here's someone who's actually trying to use these new powers we've all aquired for some kind of good. She wants to inspire people to embrace peace and encourage them to smile. It's a nice change, and one that inspires me to greater things.
I know people have pretty violent anti-Ono feelings. They say she broke up the Beatles and that her music is not in fact music.
But rather than dis her, why not take a little direction and smile from your knees. Dude, it works.