I had a very clear vision when I opened up WordPress to type this. I knew exactly what my “therefore”, my closing sentence was.
It made sense. The image and message were clear.
The nagging call to write this was distracting me from the task at hand – and that in itself was already distracting me from the task at hand… sleeping.
I have gone to pick up my phone to type all sorts of nonesense of late. With my twitter account (for my music based sharing) now tied to the facebook fan page, I tweet a lot less and so the brain farts have no arsehole. (Yes, that was a D.E)
It’s gone 3am here in West Africa where I am currently stationed for some government level stategy development work as well as eyeing some interesting projects for The Mangena Foundation.
Going through a testing stage in my personal life I have been fighting the urge of my inner chimp to act out, and this whole no tweeting stuff has been taking it’s toll. But the disciline, the application of thought to an action before it’s undertaking is good.
When I do have personal social media (as a whole social media didn’t make it last time) then I coear out “friends” who I don’t interact with. Not having all manner of senseless tweets to delete makes it easier to keep a check on my work/passion related social media at least.
I also do a clean out of my life quite regularly. Of people, my phone (those screen shots of funny pics that you will never look at again), the house, my office space.
Where were we again? Oh yes! I had been in deep meditaion as I perfomed a clean out of my phonebook (People who aren’t adding to or have any productive role in my life whether it be redundant business or romantic relationships, old numbers for people etc) but half way through the alphabet, I had an urge that I had to do more.
The therefore was much clearer when I started. The vision more succinct on what I had to say, but the essence of it is this:
The most important edit often is that of ourselves
A deep clean of our objectives and the value (if any) that they bring to the world. Our past loves and how we much we love ourselves. A reflection not on the people with whom we have relationships, but what we contribute (or fail to) those relationships. Where we are and most importantly who we are. What we remember and how we will be remembered.
All of these things hit me and I sat here, dimly lit with a notepad and pen, frantically scribbling lists, headings, groups and bullet points.
Yes, we should ruthlessly edit our lives, we have one shot at it and it is our masterpiece aferall. But we are the only constant character in every chapter, let’s make sure that we give ourselves a good look as we work away on our manuscripts.