I’ve read this very interesting thing about how in ancient Babylon, to celebrate the beginning of the year they will break the tablets that contained the financial records to wipe all debts and start the year clean.
It’s quite fascinating how through history, no matter what culture or religion, this idea of cycle, of celebrating a new period and its upcoming possibilities, has always remained.
Personally, I always had this feeling of “fresh start” in September, due to the school period, rather than in the beginning of the year, and yes, I’m the kind of person who writes purposes for the year and all that shit. But this time, after coming back from these two intense weeks in the workshop, I feel like this new start is more about breaking, quitting and cleaning, instead of aiming, challenging and doing.
My attempt to “do everything” during this year (playing guitar, designing a typeface, running, cycling, CrossFit, painting, yoga, coding, meditating, writing a newsletter, writing a weekly diary, reviewing books…) and the belief and over confidence that I was capable to do it, has completely failed, and of course, it has triggered a lot of frustration and confusion.
This excess of confidence has been motivated because during lockdown, as I was working remotely and I we barely couldn’t go out, I found enough time to do several activities, which made me felt great, productive, in total control of my life, but at the same time, it made me loose connection with reality. And reality is, that life is out there; and although I don’t have much time on the weekdays, nothing can substitute working from the studio or having some unexpected pints on a Wednesday.
I guess is time to break that list of purposes I didn’t accomplished, and start off again over a blank canvas, no purposes, no lists, just letting the inertia of life making its own picture.
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Yours,
H
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The days is too short