Natural Rhythms: 49/365

This morning Isabella woke early. I reached for my phone and turned it on to check the time. She began to nurse and I instantly succumb to scrolling, first the weather, then I’ll move on to pages of unread articles. Except this morning our internet was down. So I put my phone down. I basked in the quiet and looked at my little girl’s face.

Soon we were bouncing out of bed and starting the coffee and scooping plain yogurt and frozen blueberries onto a plate, sprinkling cinnamon on her yogurt. Sentences are already springing from my brain. I silently repeat a couple of ideas like mini mantras in an effort not to forget them. Normally I would steal a few minutes at the computer while she eats her breakfast, the two of us occupying the same table, together but apart.

Today the computer wasn’t an option. So I got my mug of coffee and sat down next to her while she ate, watched her pinch fat blueberries between her tiny fingers and deftly spoon yogurt into her little heart-shaped mouth. We chatted contentedly. She fed me blueberries, saying, “here you go, honey, you eat it.” Amidst the chatting and blueberry-sharing I reached for a pen and managed to fill up one page, catching the ideas I didn’t want to lose.

Technology runs insidious interference on our lives, seeps into every quiet gap creating a low and steady buzz. White noise, like the whir of a fan. I have a thing about white noise, especially the sound of a fan. It makes me tense and itchy. If a fan’s been running and then finally turned off, it’s the biggest relief. That’s how this morning felt. No interference. I was able to hear the natural rhythm of the morning and we moved to it in sync. I even got a little writing done.

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6 thoughts on “Natural Rhythms: 49/365

  1. I try to put my phone down when my munchkin is awake for this exact reason! It always surprises me how much I miss when I have a screen in my face (I just wish I was better at putting it down and leaving it there for hours.)

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    • Hi Breanna! That is great advice! My phone is usually nearby, but I try not to have it on me all the time. It can be as benign as taking a quick photo and then noticing a few missed text messages, and down the rabbit hole I fall for a few minutes. But those minutes add up. I’m trying to be more conscious of it. I’m even thinking of challenging myself to turn my phone off for periods of time or leave it behind when we go out for a walk. Thank you for stopping by and leaving a comment! 🙂

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  2. I struggle with this. People are always angry at me b/c I don’t answer or text back (or takes me a long time) but the upside is, I try to explain to them, that when I’m with you in person I’m WITH you, right? On the other hand, I am always always writing (like you) and even that can interfere in the moment. Yet I somehow often feel I’m not fully grounded in the moment if not writing/thinking about it also. Or there is an interplay, that’s hard to achieve, being present, but also writing, like you found this morning.

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    • Texting is like the new email and it’s totally exhausting. I love the ease of communication, but it can be a constant distraction. Or, if don’t keep up with, say, a group text, I return to my phone and see 45 texts waiting for me. I’m with you – it sometimes takes me a long time to text back.

      The commitment to writing and the push-pull of that definitely feels different. You capture it so well: “I somehow often feel I’m not fully grounded in the moment if not writing/thinking about it also.” Actually, I could write a whole post on this, especially how input affects output in terms of social media consumption. Back when it was popular to post actual status updates on Facebook, as opposed to just posting memes/videos/quizzes/articles, I would find my brain capturing moments in soundbites similar to status updates. My writing brain is always turned on, the internal narrator always present; me telling myself about what is happening as it’s happening, processing moments into words, identifying fodder for the retelling. When I’m immersed in books, my internal narrator speaks differently and tends toward long form. When I’m scrolling through too much Facebook and Instagram, it becomes clipped. Next to distraction, this is my biggest problem with consuming too much social media. I think I just stumbled into my next post. Thank you always for your thoughtful and thought-provoking words!

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