This is not uncommon for me as an adult to go through that lull of days with little to no communication with anyone outside of my immediate environment. I’m not texting anybody, nobody is texting me. I’ve opted out of most obligations and social activity prematurely in favor of getting really quiet and “making those moves”. I also have the luxury of being single and childless so the whole incognito thing is easy for me. Listening to audio books to help with the constant nag of survival mode looking over my shoulder wondering what’s next? What could potentially go WRONG? And then slinking back into those mantras and the constant redirection of thought. We all know if we let the mind run free it can tend to gravitate towards the dark corners of the room with the cobwebs.
We’re keeping this free flow though, we’re not concerned with the perfect way to carve the message, just keeping it authentic. I’ve been writing a long time and making art and more recently getting into the business of starting businesses and helping others build their “brand” change is at my doorstep as we speak.
Writing and drawing constantly prove themselves to be free and invaluable tools for me, even if I have to constantly forget and remind myself to KEEP AT IT. I’ve fallen out of flow with a lot of practices that come natural to me based on my environment. We all have to make “sacrifices” according to circumstances but nobody ever has to know what you write in your journal or that you secretly like to draw aliens 5 nights a week. I think practices like this are sacred. There are distractions, far more than are necessary to survive and they are all begging to capture your focus and subdue your creative nature.
I had a teacher in high school that had honestly started to fall off the deep end (this happened to more than one teacher in high school) it was always so fascinating to me to watch these adults slip in these philisophical and personal sentiments into the suburbain high schoolers brain. One thing that stuck and will always stick to me is “fight the boredom y’all” and yes, I’m from Texas!
FIGHT THE FUCKING BOREDOM Y’ALL
Isn’t that all we’re really trying to do? I mean some of y’all are trying to make bread but at the end of the day isn’t that what it’s all about? The ultimate fight the bordom rally cry, there are rioters in my brain screaming in unison, “FIGHT THE BOREDOM! FREE THOUGHT LIBRARY!” So here we are. I can’t tell you my moves, just that they are being made diligently. I’ve also found that consuming social media AND whatever streaming site of your choice (prime, netflix, hulu) WHATEVER isn’t doing you any solid service. It’s good for lulling you to sleep so you can get to work on time the next day but is it really moving and motivating you?
I’ve recently been tapping into the rich and FREE library of HOOPLA and Kanopy, available through most major public libraries and let me tell you the amount of free audio books, albums, comics, movies, real books etc are staggering. But I have to step back to the Audiobook part. I am leaping light years ahead (and behind) foresight mixed with insight consuming ideas within hours. Hitting repeat on those songs that give me a boost. Going back to these audio books that are basically like “how to interact with other humans” hahaha it can all seem so basic sometimes but when someone writes a book and you go through the list of chapters and you see how you can apply it, it fills in some of the holes. Because some of us forget that while starting a sentance with “because” is “wrong” it also sounds completely fucking normal in a conversation. Which leads me to..
THE RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN BITCHES.
There I said it and *gasp* I’m a fucking teacher (don’t worry, I’m off duty) bring on the swears! But for real though I’m tired of old (white) men telling me this isn’t the way things are done (side note: fight the boredom was co-opted from an elder white male but that’s ok, no hate) This isn’t a post about hate just saying those dudes made up the rules and they probably don’t fit most of us. I also observe terrible behavior from female teachers being hardcore sticklers and shaming kids on the REGULAR for really mundane shit like coloring in the lines, bitch CHILL. Please.
We all need praise. So my methods in dealing with pets, people, children, parents, elderly. Praise people while you can in an authentic way.
FIND A WAY TO CONNECT IN REAL TIME
Don’t get me wrong it’s ok to spend your nights eating ice cream in front of the tube but make those plans and take action and connect with an adult human over something other than an “adult beverage” and see where it takes you. Can you invite others into your drawing or writing practice? Can you share all the gleaming sparkling bits of audio book info that has stuck to your brain recepticals?
Because ultimately sharing and connecting is the end goal for everyone on some level, in some way. Do it, it feels good in that natural sort of way. Like a good belly laugh. Not like that dopamine hit you get from a couple likes or a DM. Get quiet and make those moves baby, I know you can and will!
I want all my moves to be a staggering “fuck yes” move. Feel me?
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