Technical difficulties forced me to post this late…
If I could stare at a blank screen for 10 minutes I would do that tonight. I’m a bit worn out emotionally, physically, and especially creatively. There is something to having that cycle of loading up creativity, letting it loose, and resting. There is not rest for me this month, but the Zen music from yesterday did provide some helpful insight on what to do when you are away from your creativity: listen to good music, forget about the world for about 30 seconds, don’t watch bad football teams be humiliated, and stay off facebook.
Not that facebook is apparently relevant anymore. My students reminded me of how unhip I am by letting me know that facebook died ‘a million years ago’. Now they instagram and snapchat. I’m not a fan of the shift towards purely visual or absurdly immediate communication mediums but I’m even less of a fan of being at the old age end of the tech curve. I suppose that is an aspect of aging, but I don’t fully believe it.
Here is something I do believe: I believe that Mondays are unexpectedly difficult. I believe I’m a better teacher now than I was a year ago. I believe I’m less organized now than a year ago but it has nothing to do with the improved level of teaching. That has more to do with passion and heart and spirit—all of which spring from my writing.
Even writing as brief and unenergized as this.