My life has been characterized by wide swings in attention span with regard to the passions that are closest to my heart. When I write, I write consistently, prolifically, and effectively. Then I don't write. When I take photographs, I spend hours at the camera, then in Photoshop, editing, creating, transforming, making art. Then, I put the camera away and forget about it for months.
When I apply myself to Progoff's Intensive Journal, I do so elegantly, and I dig deep into its techniques and its theoretical underpinnings. Then, I come up for air.
My life is like a figure eight, with passionate loops punctuated by a still, stable center.
Wholeness would be characterized by spending more time at that center. Could I harness the loops and pull them in, or must I let them go, along with their products?
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