I haven't posted to this blog in awhile. I've been busy over at my yoga blog "Doing Nothing." I will now attempt to post to both blogs at least weekly. But please don't hold me to that. LOL
I had to empty my studio out for awhile as my son, his wife and my granddaughter will be moving in with us this summer while they transition from Navy life to civilian life. I so look forward to bonding with my granddaughter. I'm sure I will have a million pictures of her before they find their next destination. How thrilling for them to have another path to take in their life. How grand for me to be able to be part of that path.
My creative process has shifted for the time being to learning yoga and Pilate's and baby proofing our house. But watch for more posts and photos here as I really need this creative outlet too.
Baby proofing our house has been cleansing for us. Of course all the extra has ended up in the garage. My husband will be happy when we have that huge garage sale in a couple of weeks and he can have his space back. I'm sure he can't wait to work out on that weight set we set up out there. :)
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Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The Silence of Noise
The pounding of hammers inside, the rumble of the bulldozer outside, you could say it wasn’t the best atmosphere to try and conduct work. But I found myself tapping my foot to the time of the hammer. The rhythm of all the work around me was making a symphony of white noise. I was actually finding myself enjoying it. I felt insulated. I could feel the beat that it was making.
Our office is in the middle of a remodel and we are in the midst of all the construction trying to conduct business. Maybe it was my upbringing of being around construction and construction workers as a girl. Maybe it was my parents always telling us and showing us to make the best of situation, but the noise wasn’t bothering me. Maybe it’s all the yoga and inner reflection I’ve been experiencing over the last six months. Maybe it’s the fact that one of the offices they are working on is going to be my new space and not everyone is getting a new space.
It’s interesting to watch my co-workers reactions to handling the noise, the dust and the chaos. You can almost see into their minds by the way they handle it. Some go inward, put their headphones on and carry on. Others have to find ways to get out of the office to conduct their work. Some get angry, sarcastic or even sick. Some are completely oblivious.
I watched a program the other day about a rock star that is trying to find new rhythms by traveling the world and seeking other cultures, new adventures. He was delving deep into himself to discover what kind of direction his music might take next. What does it sound like in another country? The music, the food, the occupations, the people, the landscape all have their own sounds. Maybe that’s what I’m experiencing with these foreign sounds in my office. It’s different, a new beat, the fresh smell of cut wood. The sounds of heavy equipment, the buzz of a saw, the hammer connecting the wood to the building making something new. For me it has helped reach inside myself, it becomes a white noise, a type of meditative silence helping me to concentrate. I actually think I’ve accomplished more during this remodel as I’ve had to adapt and change the way I’ve always done things.
Change is always hard, for some much harder. Change can be compared to the death of something. You mourn for the loss, but if you choose to look at it in a positive light and of new opportunities you might just be able to look deeper into yourself and open new paths. Out of chaos, creativity explodes.
Our office is in the middle of a remodel and we are in the midst of all the construction trying to conduct business. Maybe it was my upbringing of being around construction and construction workers as a girl. Maybe it was my parents always telling us and showing us to make the best of situation, but the noise wasn’t bothering me. Maybe it’s all the yoga and inner reflection I’ve been experiencing over the last six months. Maybe it’s the fact that one of the offices they are working on is going to be my new space and not everyone is getting a new space.
It’s interesting to watch my co-workers reactions to handling the noise, the dust and the chaos. You can almost see into their minds by the way they handle it. Some go inward, put their headphones on and carry on. Others have to find ways to get out of the office to conduct their work. Some get angry, sarcastic or even sick. Some are completely oblivious.
I watched a program the other day about a rock star that is trying to find new rhythms by traveling the world and seeking other cultures, new adventures. He was delving deep into himself to discover what kind of direction his music might take next. What does it sound like in another country? The music, the food, the occupations, the people, the landscape all have their own sounds. Maybe that’s what I’m experiencing with these foreign sounds in my office. It’s different, a new beat, the fresh smell of cut wood. The sounds of heavy equipment, the buzz of a saw, the hammer connecting the wood to the building making something new. For me it has helped reach inside myself, it becomes a white noise, a type of meditative silence helping me to concentrate. I actually think I’ve accomplished more during this remodel as I’ve had to adapt and change the way I’ve always done things.
Change is always hard, for some much harder. Change can be compared to the death of something. You mourn for the loss, but if you choose to look at it in a positive light and of new opportunities you might just be able to look deeper into yourself and open new paths. Out of chaos, creativity explodes.
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