Today there will be no more emails. I notice that most days I spend the day on my computer or phone, checking emails and responding. My phone kindly tells me how much time I spend on it. My average usage is up dramatically since before lockdown.
At the beginning of this COVID-19 journey, lots of people were talking about having the time to learn a new skill. While I think this is a statement of privilege, I felt like I should buy into it. So I warped up my loom, which great difficulty, and began a project. That project now sits in the corner of the room, untouched for weeks.
I do not have the emotional energy after a day of computers and phones and zooming for something new. Just keeping a house together, staying on top of work, and walking each day are more than enough for me.
But I know the toll working all the time takes on people so today there will be no more emails.
It is so tempting, just to check one more time, but I will put the phone away, close the computer, move out of the office.
Instead, I will drag out something that I know well, something which gave me joy in the past, something creative. Today I will pick up a sewing project conceived a couple of years ago. I will begin to put the pieces together. I will focus in a direction completely away from technology.
At the moment it isn’t giving me joy, but it is keeping me occupied and away from work. It is allowing me to listen. It is taking my brain away from COVID 19 to straight seams and matching patterns.
Today I have closed my computer and taken up my sewing machine. Covered in threads and fibres, surrounded by colour, I will piece together fabric, open to what is being created. I am the creator. I will trust the Creator to renew and birth something of value—in me and in fabric. Today there will be no more emails.
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