The Tweetable Life

Is your life tweetable?

I’m not asking whether it’s A-lister, jet-setter, night-life, shoulder-rubbing sort of twittery.

(Frankly, I get a little bored with all the schmoozie-tweets bragging up who on the Who’s-Who-List you’re having socially conscious lattes with.)

So not THAT kind of tweetable.

When I say a life that is “tweetable,” I mean a life stuffed full of shareable content.

I mean there is a fire burning inside you. There’s something white hot going on in your spirit that is fighting its way to the surface.

I mean that your tweets demonstrate you have an intact moral compass, a passion that grips you, or at least a sense of humor.

I mean that you are a person moved by conviction and not just a person who knows how to move the commercial.

Do your tweets—and more importantly—does your LIFE invite people into a project/dream/relationship/thought/joke that pulls people beyond a trite sound byte to shared reflection?

(Not that I’m not printing full color posters from all the pics of you cheesing it up under a coffeehouse logo with Person 2,401 in an outdoorsy fleece and retro glasses.)

Note: In case you missed it, this isn’t a blog post about twitter.

It’s a blog about the life that feeds your twitter feed.

The part that is important, whether you’re on Twitter or not, is that IF YOU WERE, you’re living a life that is striving after something worthy of being shared.

And whether you’re figuring out how to communicate it in clear, concise ways that the people watching you can’t miss.

I’ve had some help with this recently. And it means more to me than I can say.