Friday, January 11, 2013
Freewrite Friday (not really)
It isn't that I haven't been writing a lot recently, because I have, but yet the freewrites inevitably involve names and places and people and you can't be so casual in this little town with stuff like that. It frustrates me that I can't share all the stuff I am sorting through in my own mind in terms of life and work and making this new year even better than the last. But what it really comes down to is that none of this is for the world to read. I'm on a personal mission.
Another Friday. The second Friday of the year.
I stare out of the front door window a lot. Or rather, I have been trying to stare out the front door window more often.
Back in mid December there was a great article in the New York Times that my mother tore out for me to read. It was called "The Power of Concentration" and sure enough she was right, as I felt like it was almost written for me to read. It spoke of the value of single-tasking in this crazy multi-tasking world that we have gotten ourselves so caught up in. I won't do it justice so I won't try, I'll just post the link and hope that you read it. ...because it is a very interesting read.
For months I had been saying to myself and others that I needed to write. It was my way of saying that after all that happened in 2012 I needed time to reflect. It wasn't that the year was bad, in sharp contrast it was probably one of the best years of my life, but there was no down time. All of a sudden I was feeling spread so thin that I felt like everything was starting to suffer. Or maybe a better way of putting it is to say that I was feeling that the quality of my work and the quality of life was lessening. That scared me. That scared me a lot, because this whole move was about making our quality of life better, not worse.
I have to remember to get out of my own head sometimes, as I think we all do. I need to stop and focus, even if it means focusing on nothing for a few minutes. It is time to get re-centered. Even on days like today when things don't go as well as I would have liked I have to remember to go for that run or surf, take advantage of the awesome gift of yoga my wife gifted me with, or in this case, write. Every day we can learn and grow and move forward, that is if we are smart and conscientious enough to let ourselves.
Oh yeah, that article: