I unplugged for 24 hours over the weekend – the first time, I think, I have ever deliberately done that. March 1 was the National Day of Unplugging and when a friend wrote about it I had one of those, “I’m gonna do it!” reactions – hastily proclaimed and later regretted. When Friday evening came and it was time to shut down I was balanced directly on the point of the fencepost, wondering if I really needed to follow through while knowing that I did.
So I did and it was great and now I know why people do this all the time.
We decided Saturday called for an adventure, so we went out to a provincial park not too far from here and wandered through the trails, over bridges and streams and among trees. It was an afternoon with a lot of Instagram potential. I didn’t succumb, though I did take some pictures and posted them later that night.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately…”
I quoted Thoreau when I posted it because that’s just how I felt. It’s how I feel about a lot of things lately – I want to be deliberate about what I’m doing.
I want to take a picture because I want to frame the moment in my life, not in an edited, filtered Instagram.
I want to listen to Connor in the moment so that he knows I’m listening to him, instead of wondering later if he feels as though I don’t ever really pay attention.
I want to read something because it interests me or because it sparks a thought or because it makes me a better writer.
I took a nature hunt list with us when we went to the park, and we all happily searched for the items. Something rough, it said. Something smooth. Something green. Something you think is beautiful. I wondered what Connor would choose as something he thought was beautiful.
He chose a pine cone.
I spend too much time on Facebook and I’ve been aware of it for a while. I get up to feed Ethan at night and read Facebook. I browse while I eat breakfast. I check my news feed while Connor watches TV during the day.
It’s the thief of my time, inspiration and presence and I needed to quit.
In doing so I’ve rediscovered my love of books and the attention span needed to read them. Because that’s what I’ve decided on for March – I’m going to read. Every day. And not just two paragraphs before my eyelids close at night.
Thanks to a suggestion from Angela on my post looking for ideas for my March focus I’m going to try reading with Connor. Not reading to him, but reading with him. We read to him already – every night before bed. But I’d like to try sitting down next to him while we both read a book we’re interested in. Reading is a good thing to model, and I think he will enjoy the time together too.
So that’s my focus for March – I’m going to unplug from social media a little and plug into life a whole lot more.