Finding Flow is the kind of non-fiction I love to read – informative and ACTIONABLE! It’s easy to make real changes in your life based on the overarching idea of increasing the number of flow experiences by increasing the amount of active v. passive leisure activities you pursue
“Having leisure at one’s disposal does not improve the quality of life unless one knows how to use it effectively,” which is NOT an innate skill. Without this skill, leisure can actually be potentially dangerous to mental and physical health!
Maybe it’s the end of summer and coming of fall or memories of a clean slate with a new school year, but I’ve been thinking a lot lately about setting goals for the end of 2009 to continue the momentum of changes I’ve been making in my life.
In this modern world, activity and movement are the default modes, if not with our bodies then at least with our minds, with our attention. We rush around all day, doing things, talking, emailing, sending and reading messages, clicking from browser tab to the next, one link to the next. We are always on, always connected, always thinking, always talking.
The last couple of weeks in my life have had more ups and downs than most roller coaster rides. They have spanned both my personal life and my professional life. I won’t give specifics because some of them aren’t mine to tell, but the rundown goes something like this…
The Power of Place has me thinking a lot lately about my personal space – both my physical location in Dallas and my personal space at home. I love to travel, but I don’t desire to be a digital nomad for any longer than the length of my next trip.
My first visit to Italy happened during my study abroad semester in college. I flew from Copenhagen to Rome and arrived after dark. I’ll never forget the beautiful taxi ride through the city and seeing the ruins lit up like pieces of art. It was breathtaking.
This is my least favorite time of year in Texas by far, and it has me thinking about the importance of place and location in our daily lives. The picture above is of the living room of the 5th floor walk-up apartment I lived in with my host family in Copenhagen, Denmark.
Today I’m not thinking about the scales of justice or the content of her decisions, but the scales of elusive personal balance and the amount of sacrifice required along each step of the way to get where Sotomayor is now.
Starting anything is the hardest part… So here goes. Writing is part of whom I am. It’s how I think and process. The more writing I do the more pulled together and centered I feel.