Bookmarks I made using up-cycled clothing and dry-cleaning tags and rubber stamping.
Today marks the day that FaceBook offers more Like options. Whoopee! This change isn’t really going to improve my life in any way.
LIKE LOVE HAHA WOW SAD ANGRY
Technology on the whole has changed me entirely. I am a new version of me almost daily and I live an improved lifestyle because of computers. Technology constantly reminds me and urges me to move forward into an improved or better version of me. I don’t know what I would do without the use of my phone. I never dreamed I would be teaching myself how to blog or learning how to build my own website, while blogging. I’m all for self-improvement but how much do I really need to change about me; surely not every single thing?
Thanks to my son I stay involved and aware with changes and advancements but the speed at which things change and my ability to absorb more information are not in sync! Granted once I submerge myself in technological advances I am obliged to keep up with them or be left behind, in a flash.
I can text my son thousands of miles away and make him smile with one sentence, unspoken. I can deposit a cheque to my bank account with the camera on my phone and I can play a word game with my husband non-stop every day for the past four years all because of technology. I can interact with people in social media forums and share photos with the world. I type out reminders and create visual shopping lists inside apps. I no longer need to carry a pen and piece of paper in my purse. My wallet is so much lighter these days with all my points cards inside an app on my phone. I never take these things for granted and I hope I will continue to advance with technology and improve my skills every day.
But the speed at which we work and live has me wondering what about the way I used to do things. I used to hand-write in a journal everyday for 10 years straight. My son encourages me to type my thoughts into an app. I know he is right on one level because I can write anywhere any time I think of something I want to jot down. Sometimes I miss writing by hand. I bought a lovely lined journal in January of this year and I am filling it up slowly with my thoughts and feelings. It feels so good to hold a pen in my hand and bring it to the paper and connect with thoughts spilling out before me onto the page. I was out on walking with Mel around our neighbourhood and I noticed a young woman walking with her friend. The entire time she was walking, talking to her friend, she was also looking at her phone.
The life I choose is so full of creativity on every level. Making things by hand brings with it a joy that cannot be compared with any other activity. I suppose the same can be said for technology but there is so much that we need to do for ourselves in life that involves a slower pace at living this life. Doing and making things by hand is a lost and dying art. There are so many skills we need to have to live a well-rounded life. We need to know how to cook, to save money on the cost of take-out and grocery bills. We need to have basic sewing skills to save money on minor alterations and repairs. We need to partake in daily exercise and look after our lives in creative ways we can enjoy and share with others. When was the last time you made someone a hand-made gift or taught yourself or someone else a new creative skill created by hand? Life is not only about what we can do and buy quickly to meet our needs and problem-solve. There is so much to learn and enjoy if we just let ourselves live a slower and more creative life. Next time someone close to you is having a birthday try making them a cake rather than buying one. I am certain they will remember your gesture of love toward them with deep feeling.
Creativity expands and improves everything positively. I know it makes me into a better version of me every day I make something.