Who are you and what have you done with our Corri?
{Peels of giggles and laughter...}
I'm working on 'doing more' and 'talking less.' <-- at least, that's the action plan. Soften up and lighten up, mentally... toughen up and strengthen up, physically.
Yesterday, my electricity went out about 11 a.m. It also happened to be the coldest day/night of the year so far (a whopping 3 degrees, thank you). About 10:30 p.m. last night, it was a balmy 46 degrees in my house. I was in layered in warm clothes, wrapped in my robe, make shift bed (lots of blankets and pillows) in front of my fire place. Computer/iPod were out of juice, there was no one to call or talk to... it was QUIET and very DARK.
And believe it or not, for the first time in a long time, my mind was free of its incessant, incessant chatter. I had nothing to do, there was no where to go (I did read/write for a time, but I can't do that too long in dim lighting... hurts my eyes)...
Believe it or not, I felt great. I was happy/content. Stripped away of every modern convenience, I am, astoundingly, a very calm, very content person. It's all the schit I throw on top of that kinda cool woman that makes her nutty.
Lil suggested I get back to some of my readings/spiritual practices a week or so ago, and I've been talking with another friend on the same topics for a few weeks now... the answer that came to me was: 'simplify.' And this: I'm working on 'doing more' and 'talking less.' <-- at least, that's the action plan. Soften up and lighten up, mentally... toughen up and strengthen up, physically.... is how I intend to do just that. My computer will only be on for as long as I need it to do my work, and no longer. I'm writing my stories by hand... because it forces my mind to SLOW DOWN.
Quite honestly, if I could do it, I'd throw my computer in the trash and never be on one again... but given that's how I make my living right now, I can't do that.
When the mind chatter stopped, Balt, and its incessant listing of all that I had not done, all I had not accomplished, all that was wrong, or not quite right... all the cleaning I hadn't done... whatever... the world was STILL, and it continued BEING, and it was a much lovelier place to be IN. Even though it was a bit cold, THE very reason why I didn't go get a hotel room for the night was because I didn't want the modern world invading. There was no more internal critique, you know? I liked that Corri, very, very much.
This has all been coming at me, especially in the last few weeks, but it all culminated for me last night. I like that softer, more gentle Corri. I'm sure I'm always going to be very blunt, but you can be blunt in soft, gentle ways.
Less stuff. Less modern 'noise.' Less talking. More BEING/DOING.
