Greetings to you, from March 2025.
Given That This Is So: How Then Shall We Proceed?
From my current Beingness, I can no longer continue to create newsletters/posts, to share my creative offerings, for continual near-zero response.
The response-ratio numbers on here are painful for me.
I’m not calibrated for this kind of keep-producing-anyway world.
I’m not selling, and I’m not buying that this is good for me anymore.
Whether or not the stats represent anything near what happens in the world when I send out, I can’t know.
It’s not the number-level I care about, it’s the response ratio.
As far as I do know, 37 mails go out directly to people who said they were keen enough to receive freely, and kindly bothered to sign up.
The ‘open’ rate has, if we are to believe the stats, dwindled to 50ish%, and if either of those numbers are true, then 17 people who subscribed are (maybe) reading, looking, each time, and that’s that for most of them. Consumption complete, the majority move silently along.
The maybe-17 people are not bringing the kind of exchange one might hope for in a room full of 17 people looking at artistry. And, - ‘FurtherMore!’ - there are over one hundred, non-responsive, views, to some posts, I guess from within substack itself.
From all this, I rarely see more than 4 leaning-in representations - hearts, comments, mails, for any post/newsy.
I love and appreciate those exchanges, but they’re not enough, in my current energy state, to balance the effort it takes to bring what I’m creating on through to the screens.
My skin is, both literally and metaphorically, not thick enough.
The whole process doesn’t feel good now, and so my dears / strangers, I am done, here, on my substack page, and there, in the emailouts, for the time being.
It’s not what I was hoping to create, of course, when I began.
Substack, I, and The World have all morphed hugely since I set out all hopeful-like here, in August 2023.
I have the mailing list, gathered since then, of those who subscribed. Maybe I will send out something directly to the people behind the addresses, in time.
I explained more of my situation, and why through-screen connectivity matters differently, and very much, to me, in an earlier post.
Simplification is my aim now, in as much as I can aim at.
Letting this rest seems a wise simple shift to make.
‘It was never about monetising, but it was always about reciprocity.’
Imagine, if you will, that you made good, carefully-prepared cakes, and served a fine tea, to 37, or 17, or 100 people, and they ate, drank, and left, silently, time after time. Who could sustain that dance? Did they actively not like what you served up? Who knows, they didn’t say.
And the next time you decide to give it another go: the very same near-silence.
Who has a skin, a Heart for that? Of course it hurts!
That’s surely just a simple tender human response to being largely unmet, repeatedly.
Easier connectivity remains elusive, then - the current non-exchange rate here, for me, has lost the possibility for me to remain hopeful about, resilient towards.
In case you’re wondering, I will keep painting and creating. Naturally.
The just-being-ness is my favourite, really.
May you be met well, dears, and may you keep well.
Thank you to those of you who leaned in, blew kisses, and reached out/in/through. Your kind encouragement was/is lovely.
I will continue to be reachable directly, through the comments here, or by direct email, if you have that. Feel welcome to contact me.
A small personal circle of genuinely interested-to-see + read pals may prove much more satisfying a way to go, to send out to, as and when, going forward. Rather like I had in mind initially for Truly Resonant.
Reaching silent unengaged numbers doesn’t quite ring True, you know?
‘We’ll see, and then we’ll see some more’.
As a parting gift, and in the Spirit of ‘YONDER THINGS’ (see previous posts if that makes no sense) -
I’m sharing the link for the best visual-map of Mercury Retrograde times that I have ever found.
And yes, such a time approaches - well on the way, Winging Swiftly Towards Us, as I write.
My kind of back-to-front flow interlude ~ always Soulfully welcome.
Till next time/form, then,
Thank You.
With Love, x x x. Jaihn
I can understand what do you mean Jaihn. It's shame really. History shows us that artists are often appreciated only with time. Sometimes, stepping back and taking a break is necessary to move two steps forward.xx
I've clicked the heart, but I don't really love this as I can read how much the struggle with Substack has pained you. And yet you still write so beautifully and share even more (thank you for the Mercury retrograde calendar - something I never believed in until our paths crossed). It's certainly a shame, as I believe that you have so much wisdom to share. I certainly appreciate it, and have appreciated it. I hope in time you will find a way to get your messages and creativity out into a world that receive it with the grace and reciprocity that it truly deserves. xx