7/27 Weekly Creativity Challenge and New Prompt
Two last minute “rushed” entries for this week’s challenge…I think we can probably all relate to Miranda Hersey Helin’s feelings behind her picture below. Maybe it’s a message for everyone to take a moment, slow down and breathe deeply.
“The past few months have kept me in a nearly perpetual state of being ‘rushed.’ It’s an awful feeling — and over an extended period of time, definitely results in burn-out. Last weekend, I had a long and leisurely walk with my littlest child in the stroller. We stopped for photos, snacks, and smelling the roses, as it were. (The current photo header of clouds was taken that same day.) This waterscape–taken of a stream right near my house — captures for me the peace and beauty of living in the moment that afternoon, and is a reminder of how I really want to live.”
From me (Kelly Warren): Miranda’s photo commentary hit a chord with me. I, too, go through phases where I constantly feel rushed with so much to be done that, at times, I completely lose my words. Literally. I remind myself of my grandmother going down the list of grandkids’ names until she finally stumbled on the right one. Nana had Alzheimer’s, and I’ve often read that one of the ways to stave off the disease is to keep your mind sharp. Yet sometimes, my mind is so scattered that the only thing that becomes sharpened is my sense of helplessness as I throw my hands up in the air and walk out of the room, having forgotten what I came in there for. I’m certain the constant rushing and the amount of things on my plate is the cause of that. It’s a vicious cycle, isn’t it? As mothers, whether creative or not, juggling is one of the constants of our lives.
I took this picture in Times Square Saturday night about 1:30am. Rushed. All those people. All those cars. All that noise. At 1:30am. Where are they all rushing to?
This week’s prompt: “fly”
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sorry i missed this week, i was rushed 😉 and didn’t want to be. i’ve found a pretty good groove of not being rushed lately and was surprised when it hit.
these are both excellent examples of the ends of the spectrum of ‘rushitude’
wow, great pics — excellent bookends for this topic! thanks for sharing!
I have this little *dream* that my family and I quit this pesky rat race and buy a little villa in Italy, where we live in slow comfort for the rest of our days. Ha ha.
Seriously, I don’t see why we can’t do that, here and now. I think there’s a shift, actually, with a sort of “slow movement” in the works (slow food, etc.). I think people are really examining their lives, and coming to the conclusion that all of us are moving way too fast. I think we can take a clue from our children, who protest when pushed too much and too frequently, to wrap things up so that they can be carted to the next activity, all scheduled and neatly packaged for them. There is no spontaneity, no sense of examination. What happened to random play? What happened to just sitting and thinking?
I could go on and on…
Thanks for a thought-provoking post. 🙂
i love your dream ophelia! mine is very similar. great thought-provoking words, miranda. 🙂