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26
Jan
You know how everything these days seems like a race? It’s bad enough that we have to run around from event to event, conference to conference, practice to practice and be the shuttle bus for our children, but let’s not even THINK about those things for a few minutes.
The race I’m talking about is the information race. How much content can you consume on a daily basis? How many “RT” can we accomplish? How many people can we really, truly follow and keep up with? How fast can you find things and tweet/blog about them before someone else has? How much *real* *new* information is being put out there every day and how much of it is just being passed along? We try to find new ways to be efficient so that we can keep up and do more, but I’m starting to wonder what we’re becoming.
This post, again, came from a discussion with my husband. Years and years ago, before “technology” came on the scene.. we had masters. Van Gogh, Beethoven, Monet, Seurat, Bach, etc. You get the picture. These people were so involved in their art, so passionate, so involved in what they were doing that they became masters of their own destiny. They tuned out everything around them, focusing on their one gift, their one passion. They gave themselves insisted on time to be creative. They designated their lives to being creative, to focusing/thinking/living solely for their art. Think about how differently we work today. How many of us can truly say that we have time to sit and dream, to imagine, or to be completely and passionately aborsed in that ONE THING that makes our souls sing? Our lives have become so cluttered with all of the ‘noise’ that it’s a challenge to find any time at all to just enjoy the quiet.
I am someone that desperately needs some ‘quiet’ in my life. Being creative is important to me. Feeling passionate about something keeps me going, and when I’m surrounded with the cacophany of daily life, it makes it difficult to feel as though I’m doing anything productive. How many of us these days are jacks of all trades, but masters of none?
I want to be a master…. of something.
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