
Eyes Front
this is what
is in front of me
this is all
I am to focus on
<>
all I need
is in front of me
all else is distraction
delay
avoidance
of what
is in front of me
<>
the noise of crisis
the hum of activity
the sirens
laughter
kisses
all is distraction
avoidance
delay
entertainment
<>
I am not ignoring you
I am ignoring everything
except what
is in front of me
<>
what
is in front of me
is not a mirror
I am not unaware of
the noise of crisis
the hum of activity
the sirens
laughter
kisses
<>
I watch my steps
but don’t stop taking them
as I move to
as I move with
what
is in front of me
My mother was a multitasker – she would be smoking a cigarette, doing laundry, watching TV, having a cup of tea & knitting – all at the same time. Everything got done. I found it hard to listen to the radio & do my homework at the same time – lol.
When I was doing the NaNoWriMo challenges I was so focused on the work that I was often making note on my walking, working on scene when I was at spoken-word event, or at recovery meetings. I eliminated most social events to keep focused on what I was writing or about to write. I keep that focus up until I has passed at least 60,000 words & then I relaxed a little – some years I manage 90,000 words this way – eager to beat my pervious year’s count but also eager to let my focus soften & enjoy ‘real’ life.
I don’t multitask anymore to the degree my mother did – it took me a little while to get over the feeling that I was being lazy when I wasn’t always doing things, lots of things, to accomplish goals, to justify my life I had to be constantly striving, & when possible, point out how hard I was working at multiple things. I was caught up in a culture of getting ahead, of making more money to buy more things to keep the economy growing. More more more was the only definition of self that was acceptable to many people. Enjoying more more more less & less was fine as pleasure is shallow, suffering more more is ennobling & respectable.
Today I can be very focused on one thing at a time & enjoy that thing. One thing I did a few years ago was to stop going for walks listening to my iPod. I was now out for a walk & enjoying the walk, hearing there world around me, not lost in some sonic haze & resenting the street noises drowning out my haze. I never did learn to knit.

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