Mothers—and others—do best when they’re allowed to be whole people

March 17th, 2013

The Sheryl Sandberg Lean In story, and this response by Anne Marie Slaughter, reminded me of something I’d written last summer that speaks to the importance of supporting a wider range of peoples’ ambitions, even if we personally may be less ambitious.

FROM JUNE 2012:

I used to say you can have it all, but not at the same time—a cliché with some truth to it, though not my own concept, of course. Now more and more women with experience are coming out with this truth, following years of trying to pull it off. In the past, I didn’t think it was so important for mothers to hold high-level positions, I mean, being a mom is very important in itself, right? I’ve changed my mind, though. Yes, raising children is important, but women who are mothers really do need to be part of business and government at the highest levels in order to ensure balanced policymaking. Here’s a very good article wherein one woman from the highest ranks shares her experience and notes what needs to change.

 
Reading comments online to this and corollary articles, I’m struck by the lack of big-picture thinking many people seem to have. I really appreciated this article in terms of it being another voice coming out in support of work-life balance in general—and for moms/parents in particular. I think it’s part of the slow, but certain, wheel of change that will bring us to a better place.

I am reading Twilight of the Elites: America After Meritocracy by Chris Hayes and it discusses the problem we have in America now with a relatively small and non-diverse leadership of our institutions, insulated at the top, who’ve failed us. Hyper-competitiveness and ego (the whole work-time machismo thing of being there grinding away into the night is an example) plays a role in causing these folks to actually not have the best or even good solutions to many of the challenges we face as society.

Ensuring there are mothers in high-level government and business positions will help diversify the leadership and balance policymaking. So, to me, it’s not really so much about whether or not I personally “have it all.” I may not want “it all,” but some people do and being a parent should not keep them from achieving it.

In the bigger picture for women who may be more ambitious than I and have it in them to do bigger things, it must not be at the expense of their families—we need them in these positions of power.

Regarding work-life balance for all and in general, also revealed in comments is how some people just can’t get their heads around this the concept at all. “Is it fair for childless people to have to work extra hours…” they ask. No! Nobody needs to work so much. Perhaps even more people are hired (thereby helping unemployment) and we all work a little less. Europeans seem to have a handle on this. Why, oh why, is there this assumption here in American that there is always so much very urgent work to be done that can’t wait til 9-5 tomorrow? Or, maybe 9-12 pm after the kids are in bed, before which an employee took off at 2 pm? The world is not going to fall apart if certain things happen a little later instead of now. Of course, there are exceptions in emergency responder fields, certain service jobs that are less of “emergencies” but are based on timing, but don’t be ridiculous, like I said, they seem to manage in other countries.

Those already well-positioned in life have to take the leap to claim it and we have to make it such that it’s socially unacceptable and gauche to grind for hours and hours and hours all the time at the expense of everything else. For example, one commenter on the New York Times Motherlode blog’s coverage observed, “I’ve learned that, in Germany, staying back late at the office too often raises questions about competency. My former boss got plenty of unpleasant scrutiny because he chose to stay back every night until 10pm, rather than go home and face his marital situation. Unfortunately, it made him look incompetent and unable to do the job in the allocated time and didn’t help him when it was time to renew his contract; he was let go.”

NPR did a series on work-life balance a couple of years ago. The concept has definitely been floating around for at least a few years now, so please, take it down a notch, America! We’ll probably get better results anyway.

What do Sheryl Sandberg and Kate Upton have in common?

March 16th, 2013

A regular chick’s take on Lean In

I am not a career woman. I enjoy my work, I take it seriously and do a good job, but I’m under no delusions. I have a B.A. from a small Liberal Arts university. I’ve never made six-figures. I am working, right now, part time from home. Really, a nobody. And yet, Sheryl Sandberg’s Lean In had something for me. I like to take lessons from wherever I can find them.

I’ve been enjoying the many reviews and online discussions about the book, and I  understand, even if I don’t necessarily agree with, many of the criticisms. Other, though, seem preemptively dismissive and angry, as this Salon piece notes.

One of the best commentaries I read on Lean In came from Penelope Trunk who observed, “Sheryl Sandberg is such an incredibly aberrant example of women at work…She is great. Smart. Driven. I get it. I am doing a life that she would hate. I thought I was a high performer, but Sheryl Sandberg has no time for people like me. I spent so many years working hard to get to the top, but the truth is that I’m not even close. I was never in the running. I am nothing like Sheryl Sandberg.” Trunk added, “Sheryl Sandberg gives up her kids like movie stars give up food: she wants a great career more than anything else.” Harsh, I know, but I don’t think she meant it in a mean way or meant that Sandberg doesn’t love her kids. She’s just…different.

I always used to think, regarding women who felt bad that they didn’t measure up to models and actresses, that they were out of their minds even thinking they were in the same league with these women to begin with. Women like Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition cover girl Kate Upton. The complaints about “the media” and women’s body image never quite resonated with me because I had already faced the reality: I am not a super model. Surely, most other women must know this too, shouldn’t they?

I once read a book called The Secrets of Skinny Chicks and found, really, no secrets, but just what one would expect. These women worked out a significant amount of time and they really, really watched what they ate. As one reviewer said “…this book absolutely does not pretend that you can be a Size 6 US without considerable deprivation; we’re talking 1200-1600 calories a day AND a two hour cardio and weights program, ladies. It’s also honest about wishing it could hate food; this is really not the book for anyone with much gusto about mealtime…” I kind of know. Before I had a kid, I worked out, actively, a couple hours a day, plus briskly walked a round trip of four miles to work. I just didn’t have that much else to do at the time. My life is different now and I accept it. You have to put in a certain amount of work to get certain results.

The same goes for careers. When Sheryl Sandberg was at Harvard, I was waitressing, partying, taking classes a couple at a time at community college and otherwise meandering through my twenties. I somehow made it out the other side with a degree and was able to hold decent jobs, but I don’t expect to be the billionaire superstar Sandberg is (by the way, she was also an aerobics instructor at one point). It really wouldn’t be fair. I can still learn from her, though, just like women can learn from the “Skinny Chicks,” super models and Upton, whose trainer describes her daily double sessions and multiple cleanse diets. Sandberg talks about going home for dinner at 5 and having taken a 3-month maternity leave like these were major breakthrough concessions she made for her family. The dedication to her work and the intensity with which she works is extraordinary and more than I’d be willing to put in, just like double workout sessions and super-strict diets are more than I’m willing to do to look a certain way.

As an aside, Upton’s trainer defends her “porkiness,” which, of course, is laughable, except that I can see that as lean and sexy as she is, Upton is fleshier than many other SI and Victoria’s Secret models. She’s somewhat approachable. Just like Sandberg.  In Lean In, her voice is friendly and diplomatic as she nods to caregiving being important and acknowledges “Many people are not interested in acquiring power, not because they lack ambition, but because they are living their lives as they desire. Some of the most important contributions to our world are made by caring for one person at a time…”

Understanding I’m not Sheryl Sandberg or Kate Upton, and not in their league, I can take notes from aspects of their successes I may be interested in achieving for myself to a lesser degree, keeping in mind the reality that I don’t have the will (or genetics or background at this point in my life) to take it to that level. I can still work out regularly and cut out extra junk and be in nice shape. I can speak up in business situations, be confident and lean in, where appropriate for me, and improve my place in the work world.

So with that, I’ll share some of the best points of Lean In that are applicable to women (anyone, really) in most jobs.

If you want or need something, ask for it. It never occurred to Sandberg, or anyone else at Google, that maybe pregnant employees could use parking spots closer to the building—until, that is, she got pregnant. After a mad rush to the office from a far flung spot, naseuous, she marched into Sergey Brin’s office and made her request. The company set up special parking for pregnant employees. Of course, you might get an answer of no, but you won’t know unless you ask.

Sit at the table. Sandberg tells of a Facebook meeting she hosted for Treasury Secretary Tim Geithner in which women on Geithner’s team hung back not even sitting at the table with the rest of the group—even when personally invited to sit there by Sandberg herself. I mean, really, I’m just a schlub and I know better than that. If there’s seats, take one. If you’re invited, gosh, it’s weird and rude not to take one. But, apparently the inferiority complex is so deeply ingrained into some women that they need extra cajoling.

When you don’t feel confident fake it. Pretty straightforward, read the book for more nuance.

Take initiative. Sandberg says, “The ability to learn is the most important quality a leader can have.” She cited data from Hewlett Packard that men will apply for a position if they meet 60 percent of the requirements and women only apply when they think they meet 100 percent of the criteria needed. “Women need to shift from thinking ‘I’m not ready to do that’ to thinking ‘I want to do that—and I’ll learn by doing it,’” she says.

At my first job out of college I was hired as a Communications Coordinator making 30K. I quickly realized I could easily do what they expected and was always asking for more work. I got sick of asking for more so instead I just started looking for things the organization needed and doing them. I took over the website (it was 1999 and having taken one web design class in college, I knew more than anyone else there at the time). Soon after, I outlined what I had been doing, suggested a title change and raise to 45K and they agreed. That’s my little pond story of initiative. As Sandberg notes, “…opportunities are not well defined but, instead, come from someone jumping in to do something. That something then becomes his job.”

Understand and work the system, even if the system is wrong. Sandberg discusses the many challenges women face with regard to powerful women being not well-liked and the trap of women who are nice being assumed incompetent and women who are competent assumed not nice. She acknowledges this is not right, but gives great advice on walking the line, nonetheless. Using a negotiation as an example, she advises women to “think personally, act communally,” prefacing the negotiation by explaining they know women often get paid less than men so they are going to negotiate rather than accept the original offer. “By doing so, women position themselves as connected to a group and not just out for themselves, in effect they are negotiating for all women.” Sandberg advises the use of the word “we” instead of “I” whenever possible. She warns, though, that a communal approach is not enough and women must also provide a legitimate explanation for the negotiation.

Combine niceness with insistence. This piggybacks on the previous idea. Sandberg cites Mary Sue Coleman, president of the University of Michigan, who says this means being “relentlessly pleasant.” This involves “smiling frequently, expressing appreciation and concern, invoking common interests, emphasizing larger goals” and approaching situations as solving a problem as opposed to being critical.

Speak up, stand up. Sandberg talks a lot about how men in power can help women by standing up for them in key situations and she gives many encouraging examples of when this was done for her. She notes Ken Chenault, CEO of American Express, as a leader in this area who acknowledged that “in meetings, both men and women are likely to interrupt a woman and give credit to a man for an idea first proposed by a woman.” Chenault stops meetings to point this out when he sees it—making quite an impression coming from the top. Sandberg advises that anyone can do this, though. “A more junior woman (or man) can also intervene in the situation when a female colleague has been interrupted. She can gently but firmly tell the group, ‘Before we move on, I’d like to hear what [senior woman] had to say.’” Sandberg explains that this not only benefits the senior woman who was interrupted but boosts the junior woman as well, because speaking up for someone else demonstrates a communal spirit—and confidence—and shows the junior woman is both competent and nice.

In Lean In, Sandberg acknowledges the systemic issues women face that can make it more difficult to rise to the top, but also offers a useful mix of overarching ideas for society with nuts and bolts tips for women at work. Just like with the Skinny Chicks‘ secrets and a glimpse into Upton’s regimen, I can incorporate those ideas that fit my lifestyle, not expecting to find myself on the cover of Sports Illustrated’s Swimsuit Edition or in a C-Suite, but inspiring me to run that extra mile or to speak up with confidence on something I’m knowledgeable about with colleagues.

 

Leaks and art geeks

February 18th, 2013

Light basement flooding (that’s what I get for trying to be “green” and catch a dripping faucet) ruins some college-era artwork that really needed to be thrown out anyway. I’ve grown and so much now is digital and client-based it was neat to see hand-drawn bits of history of who I once was (even with all the angst). Cool thing: I can salvage some leftover art papers for my kid’s projects. How symbolic is that?

 

Less wordy, more nerdy…

February 2nd, 2013

Less wordy, more nerdy

January 26th, 2013

Habit breakers

January 8th, 2013

I came across this article yesterday—on new research showing that we’re more focused and creative in the great outdoors—and it really struck me—I needed to get out into nature. I’d skipped running outside all weekend, trying to do new workouts and get over my lingering cold issues and so by then, I was longing for it. I didn’t feel like running, however, after doing this new DVD for the first time Saturday, my muscles were still ridiculously sore. (I really like Cathe Friedrich. She’s no-nonsense, really fit and older than me! An inspiration of what I could become, fitness wise, if I get my act together…On the other hand, I can’t say I love the new yoga DVDs I got, a Tara Stiles set. She’s kind of mumbly and the moves were really hard on the one I tried to do, with her offering no modifications and I miss the sanskrit terms, which add an air of specialness to it. Anyway, I want to like her, but we’ll have to see… )

I decided to walk around the local lake and take our dog—both new and different things for me as I usually run and I usually do not take the dog. It was really nice and I like to think of it as a bit of a “habit breaker.” I need to do more of these habit breaking things, and hopefully a book I’m reading, Mindfulness: An Eight-Week Plan for Finding Peace in a Frantic World, will help me. The book is about mindfulness-based cognitive therapy (MBCT), which has some good science behind it supporting mental health, peace and well being. (Yes, I am giving meditation another go, even after my disappointment over the summer.)

Each week of the reading will have two parts to it: a meditation exercise and habit breakers which are meant to free readers from their everyday, cyclical thinking. And, oh, do I need this. I am in quite a rut, but I do see trickles and flashes of sunlight way ahead of me at the end of some tunnel. The habit releaser for the first week is actually to sit in different chairs or alter the position of the chairs you use. I’ll do that while I’m working and eating. I do tend to sit in the same seat of the sofa all the time. (It will be good for my sofa, too to not be worn in the same place, ha ha!)

The walk around the lake was more immediately profound, though. It had the benefit of being outdoors, away from a screen and gave me the sense that I was doing something special and nice for someone else (my dog) at the same time. I learned, too, that it might be a good idea when I run to leave the headphones at home. While I don’t always have the time it takes to walk instead of run, and most of the time I do want the exercise of a good run rather than walk, I could probably benefit more from the mind-clearing, rather than grooving to mid-90s gangsta rap, trying to convince myself the lyrics don’t matter and its the beats I love.

On innovation, education and fostering ‘flow’

October 17th, 2012


As the parent of a kindergartener, I’m now navigating the world of public education for the first time. I’m trying to do all the right things and getting involved however possible. So I was really excited about the Principal’s Book Club. Our county’s school system is one of the best in the country and from what I have seen and heard, our individual school is quite good—and I see this book club as just one way they’re transcending basic expectations.

The book we read, Creating Innovators, discussed what parents, teachers, and employers must do to develop the capacities of young people to become innovators. I’m a natural skeptic, so I can’t say I am immediately on board with the idea of innovation as presented by the book—especially prioritizing innovation to the degree it does and especially when it seems there are issues with proficiency in basic skills across the general population. Yes, innovation is important and innovation was the topic of discussion, but we proceeded with the foregone conclusion innovation was necessarily worthy of pursuing as a priority without even questioning that. I’m concerned about the intellectual vacuity of the term (not always, but certainly sometimes), as well as how a pathological drive for innovation could actually be detrimental to humanity and our earth. So innovation needs balance, just like anything else. We didn’t have time to debate that premise.

It was actually a little comical—and highlighted one of my biggest issues with “innovation”—that the organizers spent so much time futzing with and ogling over “technology”—that it significantly cut into the discussion time. They wanted to connect an iPad to the projector (this did not work) so we could see how QR codes in the text played mini-movies. (I was unimpressed by this gimmick because when I’m reading I want to read, and it’s neat to watch a video and see what someone looks like, I suppose, but I wouldn’t do it intermittently with reading, personally, and chose to go back to the videos via the web after reading through the book.) Even after that, instead of digging in and talking about the book, we were shown a presentation touting innovation in the school system (shown at too high a resolution for the screen, cutting off content) and then Power Point slides were used to prompt discussion—but we only got to one question! I make these points not to be overly critical of those working the technology. Their efforts were fine and I appreciate even having the book club at all, but what transpired does offer a lesson, in my opinion. Technology is really just a tool. Technology can enhance our lives and make our work easier, but it can also get in the way—as evidenced by what happened at the book club meeting.

Our group did manage to have a decent discussion of the one question we got through, though, which was: How might we emphasize creativity & nurture imagination and innovation within children in a high stakes testing culture?

I thought this was a good question, and in fact, was one of the questions/discussion points I had prepared from my reading, along with: Which of the ideas discussed in the book are applicable to grade school children, and how? Let’s discuss incremental vs. disruptive innovation for grade school (which is preferable, more feasible, etc.); Let’s parse the hype from the substance and discuss the utility of fostering innovation among members of the general population, differentiating them from the “outliers”; What about “excellence”? We can’t let excellence in foundations fall to the wayside in the name of “innovation.”

To the question posed, though, I would acknowledge this is quite a challenge in the current culture of “Race to the Top” and teaching to the test. The school principal rightly noted her school has become very good at this challenge—and the numbers show it. She talked briefly about how they do it and highly-skilled, engaged and empathetic teachers play a critical role in this, of course.

Book club participants have the opportunity (whether they could make the in-person discussion or not) to tweet about the book and so we began last night. So, I found some articles that fleshed out my initial thoughts on how we can nurture creativity and imagination in children, even in the school environment, by fostering environments that allow for them to achieve “flow.” From the Greater Good Science Center at the University of California, Berkeley, Can Schools Help Students Find Flow? and another Eight Tips for Fostering Flow in the Classroom.

I see my  daughter learning during almost every waking hour by creating projects for herself that just happen to use elements of the curriculum introduced at school (previously it was preschool, and previously it was just natural human development stages). Do all kids do this? I don’t know. But, I mostly get out of the way, supplying her with materials to pursue her projects and guidance as needed—how do I spell this or that? I help her sound it out, things like that, if she’s making a book or a sign, or I’ll assist with an “engineering” suggestion if she’s building something—as well as encouragement and gentle correction or push to make something a little better if I see window for that. I think similar things can be achieved in a classroom, although, there are different sets of challenges, obviously, dealing with a greater quantity of children and children at a variety of skill levels—but, that’s what makes teachers the professionals and me a mom!

While I made my complaints about the technology and not being able to discuss more, overall, I am grateful for and inspired by the opportunity to discuss with the school principal this book, and more importantly, my child’s education beyond just the scope of this book. And I will give credit to an idea laid out in the book of creating an online portfolio of work, which I set up for my child (in the book, suggested as an alternative to testing). I think parent involvement is the number one factor in a child’s success and being able to engage with the school in this way is very valuable to me. The principal said we’d continue the discussion on Twitter and in follow-up meetings and I look forward to them!

Why can’t we be Friends: Why it doesn’t matter so much what kind of blocks you buy your kid

September 2nd, 2012

So it seems the LEGO Friends sets are a success, in spite of a spate of dissent.

I’d gotten over the hoopla that bubbled up over the Friends blocks when they first came out last spring—feminists who actually thought griping to LEGO was important, worthwhile work, and then this article that devolves into highlighting the Friends fight as an example of modern feminism. (As well as many others…) They get all up in arms because there’s a café and a beauty shop, and generally don’t mention the inventor’s workshop, tree house or vet. Not that I personally think a child’s future career is going to be based on what they play with at five. The kids of today will probably have jobs that don’t exist yet!

Anyway, just today I came across another reference to the “issues” with the line of blocks in a Jacobin magazine article discussing design’s role in establishing and maintaining class distinction (and more).

This is why women’s rights groups were so pissed off when LEGO released its dumbed-down “LadyFigs” line targeted at young girls. By simplifying a common toy for girls to use, LEGO was not only insulting girls by implying that they are technically inept, uninterested in challenges and generally stupider than boys; more importantly, the company was also proliferating objects that obviously embodied some blatantly discriminatory ideas about differences between the sexes. The point would not be lost on a five-year-old, who would realize immediately that compared to her brother’s LEGOs, hers look like they were made for an idiot.

Really? Do any of these people have kids that actually play with blocks?

I just thought they were super-cute and got a few sets for my daughter to complement the basic bricks and City advent calendar pieces we had. We had fun building the Friends sets according to the instructions—at the time she was 4, now 5, and so right at the early end of the suggested age. We weren’t “insulted” by the simplicity or anything like that—again, she’s young. Would she find it challenging at an older age to follow the directions and built the set as shown? Probably not. But, who am I to judge some other  child who at 8 or 10 still would? Not everything has to be brain-busting work, does it? The many feminist voices that had charged that the Friends sets were dumbed down, much easier to put together, than say a Millenium Falcon, or whatnot, didn’t really resonate with me. Personally, I’d like to someday get the Farnsworth House or Willis Sears Tower sets, but these Friends sets were great now for my preschooler. And really, it’s up to parents to be observant of their child’s interests and abilities and choose toys that can help enhance learning, or, just be fun.

What many commenters on the LEGO Friends sets seem to miss is that once a kid builds any LEGO set (the Friends café or the Millenium Falcon—Jaws was never my scene and I don’t like Star Wars) it’s kind of over and the best play comes when they just build their own creations from basic bricks—or the ruins of the café! I mean, anyone who can read (or be read to) can follow directions on how to build someone else’s designs, right? The real fun and creativity and design and engineering learning comes from making one’s own ideas real. So does it matter, really, whether the blocks are pink or blue? My kid likes to have a full array of colors for the various cars, dinosaurs, crocodiles, and Dr. Seuss-like fantasy edifices she creates.

And besides, lately her medium of choice has been plain old construction paper, glue and tape. Lots and lots of tape.

 

Be present, be pleasant

August 21st, 2012

Recently, I had a good talk with my mom on the phone. I think I must have been having one of my Iced Grande Americano-induced anxiety attacks. That, and I was feeling whack about the Affordable Care Act—not so much the Supreme Court ruling itself and that it was going through, but the barrage of comments on Facebook, Twitter, and such (there they are again, those awful, peace-destroying culprits) either gloating or complaining. That, and just general confusion, malaise, et cetera. I felt the weight of a confused, noisy world, closing in on me…alone in my boring suburb.

Now, if I had any will power (or sense) and had stayed the fuck off Facebook, like I was supposed to, maybe I wouldn’t have had the mini-breakdown. I really, really must break the habit. Mostly there are banal things that give a little chuckle, which are nice, but come so cheap. Then there are the “spirited debates.” I usually end up feeling…not right…worn down…something…wrong after them. Do I go on because I crave adult interaction…some…any connection with someone out there? I should be better, stronger, and more thoughtful than that. After all, I have a husband to connect with in the evenings. And I have a child who is pretty bright and interesting here most of the day. I also have a mom, reachable by phone…

So I called my mom. Usually I keep it light. I want her to think I have it all together, but this time, I actually cried. Just crazy dumb stresses, nothing major, except life.

I asked her about her philosophy on life, though not in so many words. I asked her about how she manages with the little anxieties. I asked her, what would she do, though, if she were in a really bad situation, like, like, like….a concentration camp. My mom is wonderful. She didn’t tsk or act like it was an extremely weird question. She just answered, “Well, I would just try to not be part of the problem for anybody. I’d try not to make it any worse. I’d do my best to just be nice, be pleasant.”

She extrapolated that advice—just be pleasant—to life in general, not just dealing with a concentration camp. Wow. It really is that simple, isn’t it? I mean, a cynic could say that’s kind of Stepford-ish, but when you boil it down, it really might be a good way to get on. “Yes, I was watching this show with these two chefs, just bantering about the food, the recipe, and I thought to myself…they are just so…pleasant,” she said. No strife, no drama, no point to prove, no cross to bear, no shoulder chip. Just pleasant. I know, I know, life can’t always be like that and we can’t always “be pleasant” but, if one is experiencing dissatisfaction with how they feel, how their world is being received by their mind and soul, how they themselves are acting out then, why not just try?

Be present, be pleasant.

I had thought I’d try out meditation. I’d heard so many great things about it. So, having ordered the Pema Chodron CD set on how to meditate, which is live and actually supposed to be like being in a real class, I set out to do this thing. It just was not for me. It wasn’t that I couldn’t just sit there and do nothing for 10, 20…60 minutes. I kind of could. She even allowed for the wandering monkey mind. No judgement. No “you’re so bad because you can’t focus or blank out your mind.” It wasn’t like that at all. You’re supposed to just accept the thoughts and let them go. I don’t know.

The thing that annoyed me so much about it was that the prescriptions seemed so academic and self-straining. You’re supposed to sit a certain way. Your eyes are supposed to be cast this or that way (can’t really remember). That there are actual instructions for this kind of killed the “tao” or flow or whatever for me. I’m better off going for a run and letting my mind wander, seriously.

I think the goal of meditation is to be in the present and be mindful. Wouldn’t the very best practice for that be just doing it when you’re doing what you would do anyway? So, that is what I am going to try and do. Make my life a meditation.

Be present, be pleasant.

Deserted island getaway

June 26th, 2012

I’ve decided. I’m taking a holiday to a deserted island. On this island I will meditate, read books, get to know my husband and kid better and just take a break from all the B.S. So yeah, husband and kid, not truly a deserted island, and of course, I may see friends and neighbors and such, but the idea is I am staying off Facebook and Twitter for the month of July, and starting a little early, today.

This will be a challenge. Eschewing Facebook, I won’t be able to post about my many adventures, how I am taking my kid to see Brave tomorrow, how we’re going to the beach, how we’re going to see fireworks and it will be my kid’s first time. But, I also won’t get in frustrating discussions about politics and current events, or having to scroll and scroll and scroll through countless inane pictures of cats and ugly babies saying trite things with bad grammar. I’ll miss others’ posts about timely news items, the awful state of the Supreme Court, banking systems all over the world, corrupt churches and child molesters. Since I get a lot of tips on news items from my Twitter feed, I’m staying off there, too.

I worry about not being informed, but this is only for a month (for starters) and it’s summer. I’m supposed to be sipping cold drinks, vegging out poolside and enjoying long, lazy days with my family, right? Right?

I will, of course, still have to work for my clients. Gotta pay to keep the AC running, after all. But, this is a much-needed break to heal my hamster wheel brain and cleanse my sullied heart. I feel tainted by my angry, contentious thoughts when arguing points with friends, even if we keep it civil (some can’t even do that). I feel like a hypocrite reading Pema Chödrön and the Dalai Lama and then pounding out points meant to take someone else’s view down.

Often I listen with half an ear to a story my husband is telling me about his day or something he read or heard, while I read the latest “mommy wars” article, or learn of yet another non-fiction book I must read, or form my latest counter argument in some online debate. The other day while running our local trail, I saw a couple in their 60s strolling and it hit me—someday it’s going to be just me and him again and so I better keep in touch with him. We share a physical space, responsibilities, bills, sex, but honestly, my consciousness is more often keyed into to drivel on the internet. How ridiculous is that? My focus should definitely be on my life partner who I am supposed to be in love with!

And, of course, I won’t even start on how I need to pay more attention to my child because that is so obvious.

So, if you’ll excuse me, my plane is now boarding!