Blueberry Sandwich Cookies
Sometimes the word b*lance seems profane. And by that I mean, sometimes I cringe when I hear it. But sometimes, when I feel like I have found a b*lance, I can settle into the word and enjoy my time with it.
This morning I am thinking about a creative balance. On Sunday I mapped out my week. I wrote out what I would do each morning and each afternoon. I had it all planned out. The projects. The baking. The cleaning. I even wrote down what days I need to wash diapers. I have been on a scrapbooking high lately, so I planned lots of time for scrapbooking, including yesterday afternoon.
And yesterday I did all of things I had planned. And mostly enjoyed myself and mostly thought I did pretty good on my assignments. But I wasn't thrilled with my scrapbook page, or my blog posts for the past couple of days. And, really, I like to be thrilled. So last night I was reading articles by other creative types and they both were writing about play. Sometimes they hit a wall and don't like what they are doing and then they just take time to play. The play around with something new not caring about how anything turns out. They just play.
I always care about how it turns out.
So I was thinking about my method. About how I have all of creativity scheduled. And I like that method in part because then I am more likely to do the projects I want to do. But I am wondering if it's too rigid or too scheduled. And then I ended up doing something to cross it off of my list rather than for play.
So today I am thinking through the b*lance between spontaneity and routine. I lean heavily and thrive with routine. But I am wondering if every now and then I should throw routine to the wind and just play.