What does it take to kick back and get your silly on?
I only ask because I think the world needs a whole lot more silly and, because people who look askance at me when I get silly– well, I know we will never be friends because (despite my uber-philosophical ruminations about texture and quality of lint as it pertains to my bellybutton) my essential nature is that of a five-year old child– well, a very silly five-year old child because let’s be clear, some people come into the world all hyped up on serious, angsty stuff and it is part of them even when they are five.
Me? Not so much.
This past weekend I put work life on hold and spent some time with family and friends and it was so very good for the soul. One of the misconceptions about working from home that some people have (who have never worked from home) is that you are always at home. Ah, no. You are always at work. And as ‘home’ is my word for 2013 — I have been focused on trying to separate the two. In fact, this morning I am off to look at a possible office space for Squam to move it out of my overloaded guest room/studio/office. This is a wild concept for me and only came into my consciousness three days ago when I was sitting with Tory in the Temple of Dendur (which, by the way, should you ever need the most perfect place for a first date– I highly recommend it– not that Tory and I were on a date, of course — but we sat there for hours talking and it was such a cool space the thought did occur to me– so there you go, NYC tip for the day!) when she floated that idea out to me.
Hey, Elizabeth, why don’t you just move your office out of your home?
Doh. and the thing is– it had never occurred to me before. I know, right? Isn’t it funny how our brains can get calcified around how.things.are. and you don’t stop to see how things could be.
That’s where the silly part comes in. Getting silly, mixes up the energy, shifts things around– flips everything on its head– and the result is fresh air, new perspective– bright ideas. (well, all that plus aching abs from laughing too hard).
Sunday night I also got my entire body scrubbed in the bowels of Korea town in a room that looked like a scene out of Dexter but oh my word– if there’s anything better than starting the new year off with all the old sloughed off, literally — I don’t know what it is. Everything feels clear and bright.
Maybe just the consequence of some time away from work? Who knows– but I am now on the hunt for a Korean scrub place in Providence—
Right now– gotta dive back into the scene– but then on Friday I hope to go up to NH and get my babies!!! I miss those puppers.
sending big love to you all–
*photos of me by Tory Williams on her toy camera