"Do not disturb my circles"-Archimedes last works before being killed by a soldier
On Christmas day my right hand wrist started hurting really bad. I opened my hand very wide and put a bandage to help it not move and strengthen a bit. No problem.
On Monday after Christmas my hand felt a little better and I put the bandage on early in the morning. Again I opened my hand wide. The whole day my hand felt a little better.
Monday night I decided to write a few posts. I sat down to write with the laptop on my lap with a cooling fan underneath it. I wrote and wrote. Man I was in the flow.
The number of readers for December was up and I wanted to improve my posts so I wrote my heart out. A couple of hours later I stopped writing and put my laptop down and walked over to my wife. She looked at me and asked me the question, "What happened to you?"
I looked at my hand and my right hand was twice the size of my left hand. It was huge. I did not notice it at all while writing it. It took almost a day before my hand regained its original size.
If I ever had any doubts about the idea of flow, they were removed. When I am doing something creative I lose myself to it. I flow with the moment and the world around me stops.
Today's question is:
"When is the last time you were in the flow?"
On Christmas day my right hand wrist started hurting really bad. I opened my hand very wide and put a bandage to help it not move and strengthen a bit. No problem.
On Monday after Christmas my hand felt a little better and I put the bandage on early in the morning. Again I opened my hand wide. The whole day my hand felt a little better.
Monday night I decided to write a few posts. I sat down to write with the laptop on my lap with a cooling fan underneath it. I wrote and wrote. Man I was in the flow.
The number of readers for December was up and I wanted to improve my posts so I wrote my heart out. A couple of hours later I stopped writing and put my laptop down and walked over to my wife. She looked at me and asked me the question, "What happened to you?"
I looked at my hand and my right hand was twice the size of my left hand. It was huge. I did not notice it at all while writing it. It took almost a day before my hand regained its original size.
If I ever had any doubts about the idea of flow, they were removed. When I am doing something creative I lose myself to it. I flow with the moment and the world around me stops.
Today's question is:
"When is the last time you were in the flow?"
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