Lazy Days of Summer
I've been feeling a bit closed in lately. Like my days are pre-destined for a lot of work and child care and not enough time to reflect, be me, and catch up on the 800 projects that feel like they are lying around the house. It might be the oncoming summer weather, more time in the office, or my yearly Clear-My-Head Session.
This "session" isn't something planned. Or something I set aside time to do. It just happens. I find I'm overwhelmed with an urge to create, but can't really figure out what. Even if I take a guess at the what, I find myself contemplating how to start. And in the end, I don't do a whole lot of anything.
Resisting this Clearing is really useless. It comes every year, coincidentally, about this same time. Right before summer. It has just taken me years to actually accept it instead of plowing through into some new project (or old one). Last year I just spent the summer enjoying the slowly dwindling days of being a mom to one. My daughter showed up at the end of August and let me slide a few more months. And suddenly come December I was over flowing with new energy and ideas (even though I was more than exhausted with a newborn around).
And now, I think I'm at that time again. I let go of projects that aren't routine. I let work slide a bit instead of living the life of an over-achiever. And in the end, I spend quality time with myself, my family, and sorta experience life in order to "fill the well."
Sure, I'll still be blogging here. And reading. And writing. But no pressure. No substance. And hell, you might even get some delayed postings around here. But, it's all part of my process. My brain re-wiring itself for more creativity. Or at least I tell myself that so that I don't think of it as "lazy." Because that will only lead to some heavy duty ice cream gouging. And I don't need the extra 25 pounds.
This "session" isn't something planned. Or something I set aside time to do. It just happens. I find I'm overwhelmed with an urge to create, but can't really figure out what. Even if I take a guess at the what, I find myself contemplating how to start. And in the end, I don't do a whole lot of anything.
Resisting this Clearing is really useless. It comes every year, coincidentally, about this same time. Right before summer. It has just taken me years to actually accept it instead of plowing through into some new project (or old one). Last year I just spent the summer enjoying the slowly dwindling days of being a mom to one. My daughter showed up at the end of August and let me slide a few more months. And suddenly come December I was over flowing with new energy and ideas (even though I was more than exhausted with a newborn around).
And now, I think I'm at that time again. I let go of projects that aren't routine. I let work slide a bit instead of living the life of an over-achiever. And in the end, I spend quality time with myself, my family, and sorta experience life in order to "fill the well."
Sure, I'll still be blogging here. And reading. And writing. But no pressure. No substance. And hell, you might even get some delayed postings around here. But, it's all part of my process. My brain re-wiring itself for more creativity. Or at least I tell myself that so that I don't think of it as "lazy." Because that will only lead to some heavy duty ice cream gouging. And I don't need the extra 25 pounds.
