The older I get the more I learn about myself and one thing I’m learning these days is about prioritizing life in order to accomplish all that I want to do.
For instance, I still have a box of pictures from the move that all need to be hung, the kitchen cabinets still need painting, the hall needs painting (that’s where most of those pictures in the box are destined for), and on and on and on! That list of things doesn’t even count all of the art projects and ideas that I have in progress or in my head that I want to start/finish (including the perfect purse that I have decided that I’m going to have to make myself since I can’t find it anywhere! LOL)
I guess the truth of it is that I am just not real good at multi-tasking…and I am actually glad that I’m not. When we “multi-task,” none of the tasks we’re working on get our full attention. In this day and age we are pushed by our jobs and those superwomen on TV to do more, do it better and do it faster…we’re not good enough if we can’t do it all, do it perfect and do it quick.
I don’t like this bullshit idea of doing it all. I suppose that I am old enough now to embrace the idea of Zen…being in the moment, giving my full attention to whatever task is at hand…so multi-tasking is out of the question for me. I want to enjoy what i’m doing, even the not so enjoyable tasks, and I can only do that when I give each of them my complete attention by doing one at a time.
Do you give your attention to one thing at a time? Do you live in the moment or are you still multi-tasking and spreading yourself thin?
One of the priorities for my right now is taking time to do the assignments (I can’t think of a better word for it) in the art journaling workshop I’m taking (Art Journal LOVE Letters). I realized right before starting the workshop that my art journaling had taken backseat to all of the other things in my life that needed my attention (the move, work, my health, the house) but in letting my art journaling fall by the wayside, I was harming myself. Seriously.
My art journal is my friend, my healer, my confidant and secret keeper, my dumping ground, my happy place, my place of experimentation…it is so much to me, yet it is one of the first things I push to the side when other parts of life call out needing my attention. I have realized that I can’t do that anymore. My art saves me…everyday, it saves me. It has to be a priority…and it is.
What important, saving graces are you letting fall by the wayside in your quest to be Superwoman?
Peace & Love,