I thought that it would be cruel to deprive you of even sketching so I thought that allowing you a laptop and a sketchpad would be a minimum. But internet is minimal on cruise ships so you would have to save your work locally.
There is just something spiritually therapeutic about putting your hands in the dirt and causing life to come forth. It strengthens your connection to the Divine.
=>"If I can spend some time with my hands in the dirt, I feel whole for a little while, and I know from years of experience that I need to garden in some way, or it’s just wrong."
I have to "brain-dump" on a regular basis. This is different from scheduling, planning, organizing and to-do lists. My brain has too many tabs open, as the saying goes and many of the things have nothing to do with what is on my lists and plans, but they "might be" later, and I don't want to forget them. It helps to calm the mind for me.
I take a notebook and I write it all down. Sometimes lists, sometimes a doodle/sketch, sometimes bits of phrases and thoughts. Sometimes it's repetitive, and if I find the same thing written down in different ways and on different pages, later on I make a note that, that thing is more important to me now, and look to how to integrate it into a plan, a list or a schedule.
The act of writing it all down is soothing, and it accesses different parts of the brain, than typing does. Once that is all I have left in the brain, ie, it's generally empty, I'll put it away for a day or two, beacuse now I have space for the things that I'm needing to do, or that are on my lists already. Later, I'll go through and organize, prune and plant those wayward ideas into files where I can access them when I'm ready.
If writing is a form of manifestation, then these "compost lists" (brain dumps) are a great place for me to plant the small seeds and fertilize them until they are ready to face the weathering process where I decide which will survive, and which need more time to be nurtured, and which just aren't going to make it.
I remember one of Sarah's MCG posts where she said that the modern woman needs to recite all the things she did during the day to validate her "worth". And doing that outside the home is easier, because everyone can see it. But, the work done in the home is every bit as important, and valid. It's just the narrative that is put forth currently. And with more men staying home, we rarely see them listing all the things they did during the day to be "valuable" in the tribe of the home.
It isn't easy coming to terms with our place in society or in the home, especially as it changes with the seasons of life. I don't think it's so much nurture vs nature, but that we need to nurture our natures and groom them into the growing place that we are meant to be.
I wonder if someone kidnapped you and put you on a cruise ship where you couldn't do anything would that be very good or very bad?
Having been in a situation where I was completely deprived of even books... I would talk someone into giving me a bit of paper and a pencil.
I thought that it would be cruel to deprive you of even sketching so I thought that allowing you a laptop and a sketchpad would be a minimum. But internet is minimal on cruise ships so you would have to save your work locally.
I understand completely--the drive to work, to be doing something, to see what is over the next hill :)
There is just something spiritually therapeutic about putting your hands in the dirt and causing life to come forth. It strengthens your connection to the Divine.
=>"If I can spend some time with my hands in the dirt, I feel whole for a little while, and I know from years of experience that I need to garden in some way, or it’s just wrong."
I have to "brain-dump" on a regular basis. This is different from scheduling, planning, organizing and to-do lists. My brain has too many tabs open, as the saying goes and many of the things have nothing to do with what is on my lists and plans, but they "might be" later, and I don't want to forget them. It helps to calm the mind for me.
I take a notebook and I write it all down. Sometimes lists, sometimes a doodle/sketch, sometimes bits of phrases and thoughts. Sometimes it's repetitive, and if I find the same thing written down in different ways and on different pages, later on I make a note that, that thing is more important to me now, and look to how to integrate it into a plan, a list or a schedule.
The act of writing it all down is soothing, and it accesses different parts of the brain, than typing does. Once that is all I have left in the brain, ie, it's generally empty, I'll put it away for a day or two, beacuse now I have space for the things that I'm needing to do, or that are on my lists already. Later, I'll go through and organize, prune and plant those wayward ideas into files where I can access them when I'm ready.
If writing is a form of manifestation, then these "compost lists" (brain dumps) are a great place for me to plant the small seeds and fertilize them until they are ready to face the weathering process where I decide which will survive, and which need more time to be nurtured, and which just aren't going to make it.
I remember one of Sarah's MCG posts where she said that the modern woman needs to recite all the things she did during the day to validate her "worth". And doing that outside the home is easier, because everyone can see it. But, the work done in the home is every bit as important, and valid. It's just the narrative that is put forth currently. And with more men staying home, we rarely see them listing all the things they did during the day to be "valuable" in the tribe of the home.
It isn't easy coming to terms with our place in society or in the home, especially as it changes with the seasons of life. I don't think it's so much nurture vs nature, but that we need to nurture our natures and groom them into the growing place that we are meant to be.