{"id":1124,"date":"2010-12-01T19:01:07","date_gmt":"2010-12-02T02:01:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=1124"},"modified":"2010-12-01T19:01:07","modified_gmt":"2010-12-02T02:01:07","slug":"one-word-reverb-10-day-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=1124","title":{"rendered":"One Word (Reverb 10, Day 1)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I signed up for <a href=\"http:\/\/www.reverb10.com\/\">Reverb 10<\/a> today.  The idea is to write a daily reflection through the month of December.  It&#8217;s sort of a written conclusion to the year, wrapping up the old, looking ahead to the new.  Quite possibly I should have finished my grading before I signed up for this, but the challenge starts on December 1, and that&#8217;s just the way it is.  The grading will work out.  According to my neighbor Patricia, it will all work out.<\/p>\n<p>Today&#8217;s Reverb 10 <a href=\"http:\/\/www.reverb10.com\/the-prompts\/\">prompt<\/a> is &#8220;One Word.&#8221;  I&#8217;m supposed to pick one word that sums up what this year has been for me and one word that sums up what I hope next year will be.<\/p>\n<p>My 2010 word is &#8220;Question.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"IMG_2980 by Sharon Gerald, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/sgerald\/4432782733\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/farm5.static.flickr.com\/4058\/4432782733_1a0a000fe6.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_2980\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This year has been one long series of questions for me.  I have questioned myself.  I have questioned others.  I have questioned ideas and assumptions and choices.  I have questioned authority and tradition and habits.  I am still in this process of daily self-critiques.  Maybe I am doing this because I am blogging daily.  Maybe I am blogging daily because I am questioning everything.  Who knows?<\/p>\n<p>This is mostly good, I think, but it does bring its own set of anxieties.  I&#8217;ve put a lot of pressure on myself.  Sometimes I&#8217;ve increased the pressure on myself by putting pressure on others through questioning blog posts (or questionable if you prefer).<\/p>\n<p>At the same time I feel I am growing as a person.  I know more than I did a year ago.  In part, I know more because I&#8217;ve read more, but in larger part, I know more because I&#8217;ve written more.  Posting to my blog every day has forced me to articulate in more depth ideas and opinions I may have only given surface attention to otherwise.  I&#8217;m sure there are people who wish I had left it at surface attention, but I&#8217;m glad I didn&#8217;t.  I have exercised my thinking processes in ways that can only make them stronger.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve also exercised my body.  Writing daily has kept me on task with goals for improved health.  Sure, I&#8217;ve strayed and I&#8217;ve struggled, but the questioning and the writing out of the questioning have made me keep trying.  And continued effort is 9\/10s of the battle, it seems.<\/p>\n<p>Some days I feel like the 3-year-old who says &#8220;why&#8221; a thousand times a day.  That gets old for the people trying to answer, but we would worry if the kid never asked.  That&#8217;s how preschoolers learn.  It&#8217;s probably how the rest of us are supposed to learn too.  We just forget how to be inquisitive once we develop some awareness of how annoying it is to others.<\/p>\n<p>Question:  That&#8217;s my word of the year for 2010.  It&#8217;s had a good run, I guess, and just possibly it isn&#8217;t done yet.<\/p>\n<p>My 2011 word is &#8220;Balance.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Bird on Pier II by Sharon Gerald, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/sgerald\/4847248929\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/farm5.static.flickr.com\/4148\/4847248929_32639f1583.jpg\" alt=\"Bird on Pier II\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>If there&#8217;s anything I need more of in my life, it is balance.  Mind\/body\/spirit balance.  Work\/life balance.  Nutritional balance.  Financial balance.  Emotional balance.  Creative balance.  You name it, and I could use a little help with it.<\/p>\n<p>This past year, I&#8217;ve done all sorts of things in attempts to find that balance.  I&#8217;ve tried to cut back on commitments to professional organizations.  I&#8217;ve tried to devote time each day to my own creative pursuits through writing or photography or whatever.  I&#8217;ve worked on my health by dieting.  I&#8217;ve tried to reconnect with nature by gardening.<\/p>\n<p>All of that has been helpful and necessary, but I still don&#8217;t have feelings of well-being and\/or any kind of balanced order in my life.  Simply put, I&#8217;m overworked.  I&#8217;ve been overworked for a very long time, and I have the burnout to show for it.<\/p>\n<p>I need to cut back on work.  I probably can&#8217;t find the physical and emotional balance I&#8217;m looking for until I do.  Still, I&#8217;ve come to understand that I&#8217;m only happy when I&#8217;m excited about something I&#8217;m working on.  I can&#8217;t cut out too much work, or I&#8217;ll be feeling out of balance because I don&#8217;t have enough to think about.  (And then there&#8217;s the whole financial balance issue to consider&#8230;)<\/p>\n<p>Whatever it means, balance is my most hoped for word of 2011.  I&#8217;m going to try to find it with more camera, less worry, more baby rocking, less stress, more walking, less brooding.<\/p>\n<p>Balance is the kind of goal people always talk about but never actually accomplish.  It&#8217;s an elusive ideal.  I&#8217;m well aware of that even as I say I&#8217;m going for it.  None of us can control what life throws at us, and life throws something unbalancing at everyone every day.<\/p>\n<p>If I understood the documentary I watched a few days ago, the Zen teaching on this would be that it isn&#8217;t our problems that are the problem.  It&#8217;s our reactions to our problems.  It isn&#8217;t the lack of control we have over our lives that is the problem.  It&#8217;s our determination to control things that can&#8217;t be controlled.<\/p>\n<p>I know I need more control in some areas.  I only have to look around my house to see that a little order is definitely in order.  There is a point at which worry about what we haven&#8217;t taken care of helps us to remember to do better the next day.  But then there is the point at which worry doesn&#8217;t do anything but give us digestive disorders and muscle cramps and concentration issues.  I think I&#8217;ve been living in that second camp too long.  It isn&#8217;t a very nice place.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s also counterproductive.  Trying too hard means feeling bad about yourself when something less than perfection is achieved.  It means giving up on areas that aren&#8217;t strengths (like housekeeping for me).<\/p>\n<p>Probably there is a long explanation in here somewhere for why you shouldn&#8217;t try so hard if you want to get more done.  If I hadn&#8217;t suddenly remembered I have a big stack of work waiting for my attention, I would attempt to wander through that idea.  Instead, I&#8217;ll leave you to ponder it on your own for now.<\/p>\n<p>Balance:  That&#8217;s my word for 2011.  I&#8217;m even hoping the Wii finally tells me I have balanced posture.  It could be that the whole reason I chose this word in the first place is because I&#8217;ve been listening to a computer tell me I&#8217;m out of balance a little too often lately.  That in itself is unbalancing.  At least it could be if I let it.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s to more balance for one and all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I signed up for Reverb 10 today. 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