One of the things that attracts me the most about art and all creative pursuits (as opposite to scientific ones) is the mindset that I associate with the formers.
My professional training involves thinking logically and rationally, defining, analysing, comparing, contrasting, establishing connections and reaching sensible conclusions. And though, as a way to practise, applying this mindset throughout my day was a relatively practical approach, it is not one that I can maintain. I cannot make sense of life intellectually, and I cannot force any kind of order onto it without its eventual dismantlement.
However, if I accept that there are other ways of engaging with myself and life, and that I can do other things besides finding problems and seeking solutions, I can be more present and experience life as my whole self.
That’s why today I choose to say “Bless my chaos”.
As in: bless my life, bless my perception of it, bless my way of dealing with it, bless my way of participating in it, and bless whatever it actually is.
“Bless my chaos,” I say. And I let go of trying to comprehend it all.