The Curated Life

"There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action and because there is only one of you in all of time this expression is unique and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost." -Martha Graham

We are undoubtedly a culture that has become distracted. Every tweet, email, blinking, beeping light serves to perk up our ears and demand some attention from our already overextended minds. "Worry about me" shrieks the news. "Like Me!," hollers Facebook. "Oh, you haven't checked me in an hour? Better get on that right now!" scolds email. On and on it goes. Consequently, we may be tempted to only skim the surface of our passions and priorities each day even though we know that going deeply into the task at hand or looking at the beautiful face in front of us rather than our phones is where all the real and meaningful work exists. The good news is that we can become mindful curators of our own experience. I love this idea: treat our minds and hearts like the exquisite museums that they are and only allow artifacts of substance and inspiration through the doors. I live on a steady diet of poetry, music, color, love and travel and I am well fed. I also live with Anne Lamott, Leonard Cohen, Frida Kahlo, Pablo Neruda, Georgia O'Keeffe, Mark Nepo, and The 4 Agreements. I open the doors of my mind and heart to forgiveness, intimacy, self-compassion, curiosity and stories that spark resilience and hope within me. This is how I curate. This doesn't mean that I put my head in the sand and only come up for air to look at and understand beautiful things. It doesn't mean that I don't know what is happening in our world. But rather than be bombarded with what the world wants to throw at me, I strive to deliberately choose what to allow into my mind, heart and life on a regular basis which in turn improves the quality of my life. Big time. I fail at this. Sometimes I get wrapped up in internet holes and news feeds and social media. But, I make a conscious effort every day to always come back to the meaningful discussions, the face to face interactions, the undivided attention, the art, the stillness, the beauty, the things that make me happy to be alive and it is well worth the effort. What are you curating? What is one thing/person/place/habit you think you may need to finally close your doors to? What will you put in its place?