One of the benefits of being old(er) is that I cant help but reflect on my actions. Today at 4pm I sat at my desk in the office, and the next thing I knew, it was 7pm and all my coworkers had gone home. I resolved to finish up one last piece, and the next thing I knew, it was 11pm. This also happened about eight weeks ago, and it used to happen all the time both when I was in seminary, and when I was working in childrens ministry. What causes me to lose track of time for hours at a stretch? Creating something. Tonight it was rewriting training documents. Eight weeks ago it was assembling a sermon. In seminary it was writing research papers, and in childrens ministry it was building sets and (re)writing curricula. None of it was Shakespeare, but... And during and after these creative streaks I was always amped -- no matter how many meals I missed or how much I carried around -- because I was working alone. Its not that I dont enjoy working with others, but its a different vibe. To be sure, the streaks are due to divine inspiration, but never have I had a clearer understanding of how my introversion manifests itself. And now Im wondering, if I like to work alone on creative things, then why the heck havent I learned to do anything musical?
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 08:40:13 +0000
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