PUT DOWN THE PHONE (I’m trying, but I can’t!)

“Put down the phone,” I bark to myself, and I know I need to.  But I don’t.  The device is engineered to be engaging, and the information is so intriguing – why, my social media feeds contain the latest headline news, and what my friends are doing and what they care about — which is all quite relevant to my life – and then an email arrives from a colleague with a new task awaiting my attention, a task which really matters.  There’s the familiar ping – incoming text – it’s Mom with a report on what my daughter and grandson are up to.  And I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit this, but I spend a lot of time on my phone doing word games, too.  The dopamine hit from completing one puzzle always makes me want to start the next, and as a result I’m nearly 4,000 levels in.  I do these games to help manage my stress and energy, in other words, to keep myself in the “flow.”

Indeed, I’m so absorbed, I often lose track of time.  Is this not the very definition of “flow state,” the super-productive mindset that coaches, therapists, and scientists exhort us to attain?

Yes.  But.

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PUT DOWN THE PHONE (I’m trying, but I can’t!)

You Never Know Who You Might Meet on the Summit of Tsoodził

Ninety minutes outside Albuquerque, New Mexico, Mt. Taylor (11,301 feet) rears its lofty head.  The Navajo call this peak Tsoodził, translated as Blue Bead or Turquoise Mountain.  Tsoodził is considered a sacred mountain, marking the southern extent of the Dinétah or ancestral homeland of the Navajo people.  As I neared the summit, I wondered if I might encounter Turquoise Boy, Blue Corn Girl, or Cougar, who are Holy People said to live there. Continue reading “You Never Know Who You Might Meet on the Summit of Tsoodził”

You Never Know Who You Might Meet on the Summit of Tsoodził

Reservoir Year by Nina Shengold — A Review

Everyone wants to be in charge, but there are so many distractions

The Ashokan Reservoir is an important component of the New York City water supply.  Lying at the base of the Catskill Mountains, the reservoir is 12 miles long, covers 8,300 acres, and has a maximum capacity of 123 billion gallons of water.  Reservoir Year: A Walk of Days is Nina Shengold’s account of a unique project during which she visited the Ashokan Reservoir for a daily walk along the shore, with a special commitment to complete a full year’s worth of walks without skipping a single day.  In her daily notes, which range from a single sentence to a few pages, she brings the reservoir to life.  She recounts the drama of sky and water.  Shares the antics of crows, deer, squirrels, bears, herons, and bald eagles.  Relates the interactions with strangers she encountered and with friends and family members who sometimes walked with her during this improbable quest.  Improbable, for a 60-year-old single mother with bills to pay and aging parents who need her help and many other obligations.

Nina is a talented writer and in particular a master of metaphor, which makes the book a stimulating read.  On a spring-time visit, the cloud-striped sky evokes a blue-and-white lava lamp.  The atmosphere beneath a brewing thunderhead feels “dead-air, locker room humid.”  A sunset morphs from pastel “to flamingo, persimmon, tandoori salmon, hot lava.”  It’s clear in writing up this account she had fun.

But beneath the engaging prose, a serious question lurks.  Why?  Why, if you didn’t have to walk a dog, would you visit the same place on every single day for a full year?

Looking across the Ashokan Reservoir

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Reservoir Year by Nina Shengold — A Review