It’s a label that is being attached to people who do multiple things, typically actor / writer / dancer / superheroine, etc.
Somehow I’ve managed to become a slashie, and I can tell you, at times that slash feels like a physical one. Personally, I’m a writer/ mother/ landscape architect. But with the writer part, there also comes the baggage of writer / publicist / marketer, which I’m really not all that keen on. There are other slashes I could add, but let’s not go crazy here. Yet. Going crazy might let some of the things I’m balancing topple.
The other day, all my slashes were starting to wear me down a bit, I confess. I think particularly because I have a little one, time out without him is so precious that I feel I have to stuff in something useful. I’m new at this parenting lark, so I guess I’m still trying to find the right balance, but it had gone too far into the “All work and no play makes Jane a dull girl,” territory.
So I chucked it all in, and in my precious free time, ripped into the garden. I pulled out weeds, snapped dead branches, and stuffed them enthusiastically into the green bin. I clipped and pruned and freed poor light starved plants. It was tiring, but so cathartic. At work, I try to remind myself that I need to get up from my computer and go for a walk in the park at lunchtime. It may not be directly productive, but I’ve come to the conclusion that some green time is like sleep.
You need some time out, preferably in nature, to recharge.
It’s actually one of the principles that they use in Bhutan to measure how happy their population is, and they are a country taking happiness seriously, since they use it instead of GDP to see how they are doing as a nation.
My best ideas usually come not when I’m slogging away at my keyboard, but when I’m idle – although sometimes that mental idleness has to be forced upon me, like when walking with my bub in his pusher, or when the trains have been cancelled. I understand that it’s actually a recognised phenomenon, which has something to do with allowing the right brain to have a bit of a kick outside the controlling influence of that stern task-master, the left brain.
So if I have a New Year’s resolution, it’s to give myself the Green Light. ‘Go’ to getting out there: ‘Go’ to a bit more balance: and ‘Go’ to some guilt free idleness. 🙂
Have you resolved to be more idle too? Would love to chat about the idea.
Thank you very much, I’am really glad that I’m following you. I’m still figuring out. Just wanted to say that you are an awesome blogger. greetings from Gede Prama 😉
Thank you Gede – nice to meet you! 🙂
Great comments. I think the key is to finding the right kind of idleness. The productive, mental stimulating, relaxing idleness is good (ie. gardening or taking your brain for a walk). The sloth-like, eating junk food on the couch idleness is not as good. Hope that makes sense.
You’re absolutely right. I’m lousy at the latter anyway – it just makes me feel horrible. 🙂
I think you’re right that you need time away to breathe. I like the sound of more idle time. I hope it works for you in 2014 🙂
Thanks Pete! Happy New Year to you too. 🙂 May you idle creatively.
I will certainly practice this idle lark 🙂
How totally spot on this post is, and very attuned, I think, to the anthology which I can`t wait to read when I get it. hopefully that will be soon. I`d like to nomiate your blog for The Sunshine Award. Head on over to the link for more info. You are supposed to nominate 11 others, so it will be hard to be too idle!! xx
http://judithlogan.blogspot.co.uk/2014/01/sunshine.html
Coming late to the party, here. I’ve finally gotten back to wordpress and am trying to get caught up! Love this post, although I am insanely jealous of your ability to get into the garden in January… I fully believe that “green time” is as necessary to us as sleep. Although, I have to settle for “white and brown” time for half the year. Enjoy it for me!!
Ah yes – the garden in January! I can indeed get in, although some summers (like this one) it was over 40 degrees C for a whole weeks, so it wasn’t much fun out there as it was like stepping into a fan forced oven. There is a stark beauty of the ‘white and brown’ too which we don’t have so much here. the grass is always greener… 🙂