Why I Started Elastic Mind

Why I Started Elastic Mind

some people call me the joker
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For me.

Before I began writing this blog one year and nine months ago, I’d never published a damn thing under my name. My past writing experiences consisted of:

  • scratching angrily in my journal
  • dreaming up poorly-constructed and never finished Lois & Clark and X-Files fanfiction

AND once I had left the tortured years of teen-dom

  • penning mildly clever marketing copy

When I decided to leave corporate marketing, and shape a business around my vision for my life, what I knew definitively was that I wanted to write more. At the time, I really didn’t care how, I just knew I needed to do it.

Let’s Not Form a Cult

Let’s Not Form a Cult

Culte on Flickr
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The cult of ‘creativity’.

I’ve had an issue with the word ‘creativity’ for a long time now. It intimidates me.

I feel like ‘creativity’ is put up on a pedestal. You’ve either ‘got it’ or you don’t.

I take issue with the message that some of us are truly creative, but that most of us aren’t.

‘Creativity’ kinda has an attitude.

The stigma around ‘creativity’ leads many of us to feel like we never create anything, for we feel we don’t emulate the high ideals of what ‘creativity’ is. We don’t see our creations as tour de forces, and we don’t think our talent is otherworldly, so we end up seeing ourselves as somehow less than creative.

I know I did for most of my life.

Another Slice of My Freedom

Another Slice of My Freedom

Pie Slice
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I feel more joy being less connected.

A web presence… me using the Internet to communicate to the globe… sometimes, I wonder what I have gotten myself into. I question if an online life is truly sustainable and if I truly enjoy it. Do I really want to be connected and online, daily, for the long term?

Being online, on a computer, doesn’t feel nearly as amazing to me as being in nature, or meditating, or writing, or traveling, or trekking does. I love it, but only in moderation. It’s too easy to get lost in.

I want to be online only sometimes. I don’t want my computer, or my connection to it, to be my life. I am more empowered and centered when I spend my time being connected to my Self, and to nature.

Feeling Small Makes Me Feel So Good

Feeling Small Makes Me Feel So Good

Bahia Majagual

[tweetmeme] I can’t believe how easy it was to shift my life in Toronto into low gear for the last 3 weeks. Sure, it was “stressful” before I left, but only because I made it so.

Being away and unconnected for such a nice chunk of time showed me how overinflated my sense of purpose had grown and how I was lacking perspective. Publishing, responding to emails, helping clients, spending time with family and friends, all of it doesn’t have to happen now. Though I had fooled myself into thinking it did. The world isn’t waiting for, or depending on, me. I’m not saving lives. I’m not that important. Time keeps on moving, whether I am racing to keep up or not, and this truth feels so good because it makes me feel so small.