Communicating Arts - Main Web SiteMy accustomed rounds: e-mail correspondence followed by visits to several photography communities, their forums, virtual office projects, and art galleries; then news online and much reading, blogging, posting, notating, reflecting; and back to correspondence.
I used to read all day.
Once upon a time, only two or three years ago, a put an hour or two into playing guitar and singing practically every day.
It seems like only yesterday I would want to leave my . . . space and go somewhere to take pictures.
Old joke about me: music, photography, writing, also backpacking, bicycling, tennis, golf, also cooking, gardening . . . Jim: you don't have time for a job!
:)
Would I were doing all those things today.
Wisdom from a long-ago high school acquaintance: "Time exists so everything doesn't happen all at once; space exists so that everything that happens doesn't happen to you."
Well, time and space turn out finite.
And that is the message I have gotten from my now bad case of Electronic Attention Deficit Disorder (EADD).
My own prescription: sabbath.
--Everything electronic: off!
--Read the Torah, some, and choose one other book, nothing else.
I would think mine other than an orthodox sabbath: I keep my journal; I may putter around with housekeeping (but nothing so labor intensive as, say, vacuuming or laundry; and I'll cook . . . but overall I quit the rounds of day-to-day Internet-enabled communications (and the time suck that is "systems keeping").
This is common madness: we have turned on all the lights, all the channels, all the news, all the relationships, all the electronically-enabled distractions, entertainments, and issues all at once.
We can turn them off too.
And should.
I will.
I do.
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