I’m writing in my head all the time. Well, actually not in my head. In my body. Since I’m constantly urging people to turn off their minds in their creative practice when I teach art, painting, creativity, vision board workshops, I can’t say I’m writing in my head. More of the torso, actually. I feel the words in my shoulders and chest, roughly. Not the wrists. Not the root chakra. Not my heart, really. But in my chest. They collect like Luna’s fur does on our concrete floor. At first it doesn’t seem like much–she’s a German Shorthaired Pointer, after all, so it doesn’t seem like there’d be a lot of fur. But after a few days it’s like a game of miniature pick-up sticks–white dashes covering the tobacco colored concrete. When I sweep it up–there’s enough fur that it looks like a medium-sized gerbil. And that’s just after two or three days.
Elephant Journal just posted my writing about my #UNPLUG from social media here. Go read it and share! You wouldn’t believe how many of my friends have called/messaged/texted me saying that they really want to unplug, too. Scroll down to the bottom and you’ll see my list of healthy habits for social media. They are totally working for me and might help you, too. I look forward to unplugging each Friday (and coming back on Sunday).
The Great #Unplug of 2013
or The Relative Merits and Discomforts of a Social Media Fast
or The Extrovert’s Dilemma
or I Feel it All (Feist)
I unplugged from all social media for exactly one month, after being inspired by this summer’s article in Fast Company by Baratunde Thurston here. Thurston describes himself as the world’s most connected man. I am so not, but I am managing a family and wearing a lot of hats including social media marketing for my little creativity brand.
I am gonna go #UNPLUG now. No social media for a few weeks. No Instagram. No Facebook. No Pinterest. No blogging. No compulsive checking. No dopamine uptake in my brain for a thumb or a like. No public sharing of private moments. No voyeuristic peering into the private moments of everyone else’s not-so-private lives. I’m just going to go be in my life like it was 1999… for at least three weeks. 🙂 Then I’ll be back, because I like social media.