Brain Knots and the Attempt at Untying
I'm not sure if I had enough space in my mind to think of anything related to literature this week. My mind is as tight as a knot again. And this usually happens to be the case when I'm engaged in such a rigorous activity of brainstorming for work. Don't get me wrong. I'm happy about it. It's just that it was such a tiring event to pull everybody through. I didn't imagine it to be that hard when I was in business school. Getting people to brainstorm is a feat. Getting people to talk about what they have brainstorm is another. Getting people to write about what they brainstorm is a miracle.
Such are the hurdles I face as a young HR leader. Sometimes I feel like I'm 50 years old at this rate. I need to stay young. I need to wade a little bit in the pleasantries of life. More soaking into beautiful stories of inspiration. More of seeing with new eyes.
I have really nothing much to say this morning because I'm not sure I know what I want to say right now. Changing gears from writing about work to writing about soulful things is still a difficult thing to do for me. I usually get myself started by reading a journal entry from Plath or Kerouac. Or sometimes browse through the blogs I am subscribed to. But nothing seems to draw me in right now. The left hemisphere is dominating at this moment and I know better than to resist it.
I was quite happy to get a package from Marie yesterday. My officemate had placed a blue bag on the table and I saw the little things Marie sent for me from Vancouver. I was enthralled to see all the Madeleine L'Engle books and the DVDs she said she thinks I'd be happy to watch with the bunch.
I am looking forward to dabbling on these things even though I know I won't really have enough time to finish them all. I wanted to take a week long vacation before Christmas because I know I still have vacation leaves left to use but at this rate I don't know if I'll have enough time.
I want another weekend just doing artful stuff again.