Star Jumps

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
– Dr. Seuss (from the Dr Seuss iGoogle Gadget)

We live in hectic times! Hectic: I like this word, because when you understand where it comes from I think you will agree that it is a proper descriptor for this day and age. According to the excellent built-in writing tools of OSX, the word is derived from the Greek word hektikos, related to hexis, habit, or state of mind or body. In medieval medicine it was used in conjunction with a regularly recurrent fever. Someone with a hectic fever had flushed cheeks and hot dry skin.

We live at a frantic pace. The schedules are insane, the electronic diaries we keep are driving us relentlessly from one meeting or engagement to the next. Our days are chopped up into the Franklin Planner, and the 15 minutes of solitude every day remains as a stark reminder only of what we have again missed today.

Here we are in 2009, running around as if a deadly illness is driving our bodies up the wall, trying to be efficient and sane. We use all sorts of modern technology to help us survive. But I am starting to think that the technology is not helping at all. It is just cranking up the pace. The expectation is now that this blog will come out at around 750 words in less than an hour. This includes thinking about the topic, researching some of the things I wish to say and constructing a readable story, pumping it into the blogosphere and inserting, as a final touch, an appropriate image.

I have 11 applications open at once while I am typing away. Three of these are related to the topic, 3 are communication related applications, allowing me to see who is online now so I can organise and discuss other tasks, one is monitoring bandwidth usage and two are doing methodical searches for a document I am preparing on simulation. The other two applications hold images and drawings in several stages of completion. Today is Sunday, it is a slower day. By the way, one of the applications is a browser with four tabbed windows in it, because I am also looking for cheap car rentals, I am trying to track a flight so that I can see if it is on time and two windows contain weather information and news items.

What is the point of this, you ask? You have more things on the desktop, more things in the car, more things on the mobile phone, more beeps on the berry, and several thousands demanding attention from a device starting with “i” something. My point is that all of these things are making us hectic. The bringing together of so many information streams are taxing our bodies and minds. It is not integrated in a way that allows me to actually have time for myself. It is in fact often tools in the hands of relentless masters to ask why you seem to be inefficient. The reality is that all these tools are just that - tools: they do not create extra time for me to think. If the expectation was that this blog would take a day, and I still used the modern tools to do it, this might have been a really good piece. I could think about the flow, the arguments, and the aesthetics. Now, it is a quick piece, just a blog!

When I looked at the word hectic in a message I was sending, I realised that we are not maintaining our bodies and minds as we should, using the modern technology to be efficient, rather than frantic and hectic. We should now have more means to understand how to maintain balance. We should stop promising delivery to the levels of insane expectations of a few that have lost the plot already. Someone has to argue for quality and beauty to become norms again, to ask that people become appreciative of the way that the brain dumbs down if we do not calm down and to ask that we use time to consider the real problems we face on the planet.

We need to be able to walk away from it on a regular basis, to breathe country air, to walk in isolated places and to listen to the wind in grass and leaves, to imagine positive outcomes, where the schedule is subservient to the goal. Smile, jump, bring the fever down with a cup of tea, a good book, some calming music and a long hug of a fellow inhabitant of the planet. Then we’ll have energy to be smart, to be efficient and to make the time to play.

Star jumps are not just for kids, but before you try this at home, you have to relax and release, then imagine weightlessness and flying. The star jump also leaves you with a blush on the cheeks, but there is no fever. It is hectic in another sense - in the sense of experiencing the sheer thrill of being a kid again! Remember those endless days...?

In appreciation of my beautiful friend - the star jumper!
The image is not for re-use without her written consent.