I missed writing my weekly email last week. There was no right moment. As a consequence, I was reflecting why I am writing, why I decided to move from the occasional blog post to a weekly email. For me, writing helps me to formulate my thoughts and find more clarity about a question or a topic or, more even, about the connection between different ideas and how I can integrate them. So I’m writing mainly for myself. Weekly emails feel like a good cadence. Generally, I feel I’m not putting aside enough time for reflection and integration. At least the hour or so I use to write and reflect on these lines is therefore an important time in my week.
Yet, I did not force myself to write last week because I feel that if it becomes forced, it will loose it’s character of a place / time I’m looking genuinely forward to. I don’t want it to become a dreaded place where I have to write. Writing these emails is fun, I feel I’m getting a lot out of it.
Do you have spaces you protect in your week? Where are you having fun? Share your thoughts by replying to this email.
The Paper Museum
‘Crawling at your feet,’ said the Gnat (Alice drew her feet back in some alarm), ‘you may observe a Bread-and-Butterfly. Its wings are thin slices of Bread-and-butter, its body is a crust, and its head is a lump of sugar.’
‘And what does IT live on?’
‘Weak tea with cream in it.’
A new difficulty came into Alice’s head. ‘Supposing it couldn’t find any?’ she suggested.
‘Then it would die, of course.’
‘But that must happen very often,’ Alice remarked thoughtfully.
‘It always happens,’ said the Gnat.
Excerpt from: Lewis Carroll. Through the Looking-Glass. 1871.