This is how my day started... on the motorway (yes folks, in this town, more than one lane travelling in the same direction is what passes for a motorway).
As my choice of photograph above may suggest, I was quite stressed at the beginning of this week. I had so many things to do, I didn't know where to start. So, on Sunday, I decided to create a 'tasks list' and then prioritise things. It took most of the day to get the list sorted out — there were almost 100 items on it (just under 100 actually, or my head may have exploded). I narrowed down what had to be done in the next couple of days, then yesterday (Monday) I spent 13 hours "doing."
It was, however, clear to me that I wasn't becoming less stressed in the process, even though my list was down to 87 tasks by the end of the day. (No, I was not slacking off... as I was crossing of the tasks I was remembering still more!)
The List (somehow it has now achieved capital letter, double underline status in my mind) currently stands at 83. Unfortunately "write blog" wasn't one of my Listed tasks. Nor was "tangle The Diva's Challenge" (drat), nor was eat chocolate cake. Bear with me, I must digress a moment or two. No, I really must, and this is the awesome reason why —
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| Chocolate Mud Cake! |
So, what to do about my (not permanently reduced) stress levels? Well, tangle – obviously – though there was some tangling already on my List (from now on I'm not taking on tangling that comes with deadlines, it's incredibly un-Zen). No, the only possible response to having so much to do and not enough time to do it, was to decide to spend four days doing almost nothing.
Illogical? It may seem so, but I realised that, as soon as I find myself thinking, "I've got too much to do!!" [add a tone of mild panic as you read that sentence for full effect], it's time for me to stop Doing — and switch to Just Being. So I applied to attend a meditation retreat.
- no speaking (people always think that's the difficult part, but it's fantastic)
- getting up at 4:00am every morning (I'll admit that's not fun)
- and meditating for twelve hours a day
I doubt I'd have come to this (now seemingly obvious) decision this time last year. I'll put that down to the effect of Zentangle on my (clearly improved) thought processes. (Sandy's "Yoga For Your Brain" descriptor is clearly spot on.)
I'll tell you how I go with the meditation when I return (to computers, to traffic, to The List)... but for now I'll conclude with the final "M"... this week's Challenge #11 — Monotangle!
I broke out a new Moleskine journal [hmm... I may have to see someone for these alliterative tendencies] for this challenge: creating a Zentangle (or ZIA) using just a single tangle. People have indicated that they enjoy reading my 'process' postings, so here's how it went:
- I decided to use a tangle I've never tangled before. For some reason I'm drawn [pun intended] to shiny, new tangles for these challenges (hey, why not add a little danger to make it interesting?!) My rules were: no practising, no test run, study the steps, close the book, and pen to paper. So I found Etcher in Sandy's aforementioned new book, and I was off and running. ("Hey – why go simple when I can make it more fun by searching for something tricky?" writes the lady with The List.)
- I drew it small... medium... large... with and without a dark background... and then sat back to 'appreciate.' I was thinking as I tangled (usually a bad sign), "This tangle shall not defeat me. It shall not." (I suspect my subconscious mantra was, "This List shall not defeat me. It shall not.") It wasn't a horrible effort, but it looked a bit stressed (surprise, surprise!) – and it didn't 'sing' to me.
- So I turned the page and had another go. This time (after the chocolate cake) I was feeling a little more mellow (I think it probably shows). I ambled around the tile in a rather uncharacteristically aimless manner (for me). So I was off to a happy start.
- Unfortunately it was at about this point that I suddenly declared, "Oh dear, those look like little ears!" (If you're like me, it's incredibly difficult to 'unsee' things once you've seen them.)
(extreme close-up) - Melissa and I looked at them and then, as giggles ensued, I pointed to the one, odd, spiky variant I'd drawn and I dubbed him, "cactus man." To reinforce his new title, I turned his dots into a smiley face (with a mouth), which only served to encourage the giggling. Our fellow café patrons probably considered moving quietly away at this point, so they wouldn't attract the attention of the 'clearly-unhinged' women at the corner table.
Meet Cactus Man (or possibly Cactus Boy – he's quite small):
(extreme close-up) - What to do? (I said this out loud as soon as my composure was somewhat regained.) Melissa advised (as I have said to many other students in the past), "Keep on tangling, and see what happens." She also made me promise to photograph both Cactus Boy and the 'ears' before I covered them with anything [drat].
- I drew a few circles (you can see the ones I started with at the base of each shape), and I was suddenly thinking circles. So, without further ado I filled an 'ear' with circles, et voilà! (That's Cactus Boy with the arrow — transformed. Click here to read hilarious poem by Mel, in loving memory of Cactus Boy.)
(extreme close-up) - I added yet more circle fillings, and here, finally was my Monotangle of choice! There's no shading, but that seemed right for this one. There's also a blank 'tile' waiting next to it on the page. I shall wait to fill that one until I get home from meditating.
It's More Important To Be than it is to Do!
♫♪♫ Do, Be, Do, Be, Do ♪♫♪
...sorry, couldn't resist one more giggle for the day [grin]
...sorry, couldn't resist one more giggle for the day [grin]
Another wonderfully playful Challenge this week – thanks Laura for your great, Play-Encouraging words (great timing!) – and, by the end of it all (now about 3:00am as I put my blog, and myself, to bed), I'm feeling rather more relaxed than I was sitting in a traffic jam this morning.
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| Hobart: a lovely little city — where two lanes of slow moving traffic is called 'Peak Hour' (even though it's more like 40 minutes). |
Once I leave for the meditation retreat, I will be offline for a while.
No email, no Fbook, no blogging, not a telephone, not even a pen
and paper (that last part is a truly scary prospect).
So, until I return,
Be Happy — Be Here Now!—————————————————————
Coming up next time : our latest Ensemble prints will be back from the printer, and I'll post the photographs!
A timely point of interest : if you're ever reading my blog and wondering what time it is where I am (you know, in case you wanted to drop by for a cuppa), there is now a helpful "Local Time" clock to the side below the search box. Also, for local tanglers, if you're wondering when the next Weekly Challenge might be going live (Monday mornings in Diva Land), a little further down is a "Diva Challenge Local Time" clock.
