I reblogged this quote yesterday, and it was just the thing I needed to read.
I have notebook upon notebook full of ideas I need to make. Art journal pages that want to be created. Sewing projects just begging to be given a chance. But instead, I read books. I check emails. I look for jobs that don't exist. I play on tumblr. I check emails. I read books. I walk the dog. I tidy. I check emails.
I waste my time.
I am so fed up with myself wasting my time, that I waste my time some more.
Add in this time wastage with my general roller coaster of energy levels, and you get on average, one thing made per month. One blog entry a week. A handful of photos. And no where near enough writing.
For about three months I have been planning this:
I've been trying to figure out what a contemporary youth retreat would look like, what we as leaders would 'look' like, what the ultimate message we want to give out would be.
It has a lot to do with Story.
With self expression.
With what our self expression says about our Story.
And with what our Story says about us.
I want my Story to be about creativity. About sincere expression and genuine creations made by my hands.
I want all the things I do, and say, and make, and paint, to be a reflection of the Hope and Grace I believe in.
This year has already started out as a kind of cleaning process. I have made active decisions to choose certain things, and make certain changes. So this is just another step in that process.
If I am going to be able to introduce these young people this summer, to a life filled with honesty and respect and care.
I am going to have to get off the effing internet!
This is an entry that has been typed in advance. You will all read it on Friday the 22nd of January. As it stands at the moment, I am still going to attempt to blog Monday, Wednesday and Friday. But they will mostly be pre-written entries.
I am cutting the internet this month, limiting myself to an email check in the morning, and an email check in the evening.
I think this will enable me to create stuff, and write about stuff, and think about stuff, that will eventually end up in blog entries, and flickr images, a zine editions.
But mostly. It will force me to stop wasting so.much.time.
Do something compelling, guys. At least make some changes that will encourage you to do something compelling. Life is just too short and big to be wasted.