The Blessing of Boredom

“I’m bored,” a child whines. Oh, no! Quick, pull out the paints or Playdough–heaven forbid the child actually sits with nothing to do.In our entertainment-obsessed society, we almost panic at the thought of having nothing to do, at being bored. The world seems to want to fill every spare moment with productivity or fun.But is boredom such a bad thing? Could boredom actually be…good?This article in the Boston Globe about boredom explored the strength–even the joy–of boredom.It quoted a professor of psychology and women’s studies at the College of Staten Island:

“Our society is perpetually anxious, and a way to alleviate the anxiety is to delve into something that’s very within our control, pleasurable, and fun…It feels like it has all the makings of addiction.”

I value creativity, so this quote stood out to me:

As Ralley studied boredom, it came to make a kind of sense: If people are slogging away at an activity with little reward, they get annoyed and find themselves feeling bored. If something more engaging comes along, they move on. If nothing does, they may be motivated enough to think of something new themselves. The most creative people, he said, are known to have the greatest toleration for long periods of uncertainty and boredom.

And this, too:

To be bored is to stop reacting to the external world, and to explore the internal one. It is in these times of reflection that people often discover something new, whether it is an epiphany about a relationship or a new theory about the way the universe works. Granted, many people emerge from boredom feeling that they have accomplished nothing. But is accomplishment really the point of life? There is a strong argument that boredom — so often parodied as a glassy-eyed drooling state of nothingness — is an essential human emotion that underlies art, literature, philosophy, science, and even love.

My friend S. and I have talked about the fact that our kids’ generation doesn’t seem to allow much time to just sit and think. They don’t have time to create. To solve problems. To wonder about the deeper issues of life.That’s because they’re occupied with nonstop activities:They’re online, on the phone, text messaging, watching movies, watching TV, playing games. I remember long car rides when I would just stare out the window and think. When today’s kids are on long car trips, they’re often playing handheld games or watching DVDs.When is today’s generation of kids able to sort through the deeper questions of life, to develop a personal philosophy? Both S. and I grew up in settings that allowed for many hours of “down time” and alone time when we could think, uninterrupted, for hours. We’re not necessarily intellectual or philosophical giants, but we can sit down and talk about more than ”Dancing with the Stars”…although, I do watch that. Did you see Marlee Matlin?? Wait, where was I? Oh, I know. I was just wondering what will happen to our kids if they don’t get some of that “down” time–that “bored” time–to think?

“When we’re writing deeply, writing thoughtfully, we are often trying to communicate with ourselves and trying to communicate what ultimately can’t be communicated — the greatest mysteries of the world: what is truth; what is beauty; what is being?” said Eric G. Wilson, an English professor at Wake Forest University and author of the new book, Against Happiness.

To write like that, one must think about it. Ponder it in the quieter moments of a day.Where are those moments?Toward the end of the article:

Paradoxically, as cures for boredom have proliferated, people do not seem to feel less bored; they simply flee it with more energy, flitting from one activity to the next. Ralley has noticed a kind of placid look among his students over the past few years, a “laptop culture” that he finds perplexing. They have more channels to be social; there are always things to do. And yet people seem oddly numb. They are not quite bored, but not really interested either.That means steeping in uninterrupted boredom may be the first step toward feeling connected. It “may take a little bit of tolerance of an initial feeling of boredom, to discover a comfort level with not being linked in and engaged and stimulated every second,” said Jerome C. Wakefield, a professor of social work at New York University and co-author of “The Loss of Sadness.” “There’s a level of knowing yourself, of coming back to baseline, and knowing who you truly are.”

Today’s Writer’s Almanac quoted Flannery O’Connor. Her words reminded me of this article, of being bored, of thinking and creating:

“The writer should never be ashamed of staring. There is nothing that does not require his attention.”

Boredom isn’t always disengagement, nor is it always unproductive–au contraire! Sometimes it leads to a new thought, an epiphany; a creative idea that requires our full attention.Sometimes staring leads to story.Next time your child looks up with a pitiful look and sighs, “I’m booorrrred,” just smile.”Good,” you might say. “We need more boredom in this world.”And then just wait. Don’t fill the time.See what happens.

Monday FunDay (week 4)

Monday FunDay

I’d like to say happy Presidents’ Day to my fellow Americans.No matter what country you’re from, however, you’re invited to join us every Monday to read and post good, clean, everyday ideas for making the day more fun.Because “fun” is subjective, go ahead and write up what you think is fun and let us enjoy getting to know you better.Write up a post at your blog with a story, idea, or explanation of how you and/or your family has livened up Mondays (or any day), then link back (using Mr. Linky below), so that we can collect some great fun ideas in one place.If you don’t have a blog, feel free to leave your FunDay ideas in the comments. Ideas, as I already said, must be squeaky-clean, family-friendly fun.In keeping with the holiday, my Monday FunDay ideas have a presidential theme:QUIZZESThink you know your presidents? Take this quiz. It lets you guess until you get the right answer.Another Presidential trivia quiz (submit your answer, then use “back” to return to the questions).Here’s one from AOL. It presents quirky habits and unusual traits of our presidents.TOUR THE WHITE HOUSEThen take a video tour of the White House. Click on one of the rooms to watch. Sometimes the video simply uses a voiceover explaining the details. A few rooms have a special host walking us through. The host for the Oval Office? None other than President Bush himself!Fun!Click here to see previous Monday FunDay posts.

Monday FunDay

Not long ago, I generated a list of ways to feel young again. Today, I got to thinking about another list of simple little ways to inject some fun into the day–for families and anyone else who feels winter-dreary.And then, I thought, Hey, what better day than Monday–when people feel a little blue–to try to have some fun? So today, I would like to introduce:[Insert cute button designed and offered for free by a creative, generous (and fun!) reader to replace the following:]

Monday FunDay

Oh, yes, people. In an unexpected and uncharacteristic move, Ann Kroeker will celebrate the first-ever Monday FunDay by implementing, also for the first time ever, text color and even…{gasp}….multiple exclamation points!Here’s how it works.It’s Monday. Everybody’s back to work and feeling a little droopy. To snap out of it, think about how you can make Monday a Fun Day–and then share with us what you are going to do (or already did).Because it’s fun to have fun, but you have to know how.Let’s encourage each other with some good, clean, simple, everyday fun. If it’s inexpensive, that’s bonus. Write it up in a post at your blog, then link back (using Mr. Linky), and we’ll collect some great fun ideas in one place.On Sunday nights, you’ll go to bed having something to look forward to!Here are a few general ideas I came up with, just to get us started. But you can be super-specific.

  • Laugh! They say that it’s good for your health in many ways such as relieving stress and pain, and strengthening your immune system. But it’s also just plain fun. Think through the last few days–has the household felt a bit serious or negative? Try to get everybody laughing. Knock-knock…
  • Smile! Okay, so you can’t manage to muster up a big belly laugh? How about just a smile? It’s almost as good as laughter for reducing stress and boosting the immune system, according to this doctor. When you smile, people smile back. That’s fun. (Bonus: It makes you more attractive and look younger!)
  • Draw! Or doodle. Or scribble. One way or another, create some silly pictures for a few minutes. My dad used to draw little stick people in precarious situations–they made me giggle. My grandma used to draw squiggly smiley faces with swirly hair long before the smiley face was standardized. They added fun to her notes. Create a little visual fun, and then post your favorites in your blog.

What are specific ways you like to have fun? Share something you’ve done (or will do) to make Monday a Fun Day!Instructions for Mr. Linky:1. After you’ve typed up your Monday FunDay addition and posted it at your blog, come back here and click on Mr. Linky to add your link.2. A window will prompt you to type in your name. Type in your name or blog name, and in parenthesis, include a two- or three-word “teaser” for your idea. Something like this:Ann K (sugar cube mania)3. Below that is a spot for you to paste in the url of your post. Copy the url for your own Monday FunDay idea and paste it in (including the http:// part of it).That’s it! It should be saved by Mr. Linky and appear back at this post.Next time your coworker or neighbor complains about how depressing Mondays are, send them here, to discover ways that they can make their Mondays…funner.

Where Are All the Children?

After school a couple of days ago, the kids and I walked to a nearby pond. A layer of ice coated most of the pond. Near the edges, the ice was thinner, and the kids discovered that with a stick, they could chip at the edges and break off ice chunks.They piled the chunks behind them for later use. They also speared leaves, pretending they were hunting for food in the deep, wintry wilderness. They piled those up, too. “It’s fresh kill,” they said. Handy. Before long, they abandoned their hunting and returned to the edge of the pond. Ice chunks became the main draw, and they return to chipping and piling up a stash.I walked with the dog around a manmade asphalt path while they worked.When I looped back around, they were hurling the chunks and watching them pop and skid across the hard, frozen surface of the pond. Some of the chunks would shatter. Some would slide into the melted section near a drain. Some would swoosh across to the other side of the pond.The kids used their sticks to shove some chunks forward, like a game of shuffleboard or curling, watching their polygon pucks slide toward the middle of the pond.We were by ourselves the entire time, chipping, tossing, shoving, and cracking ice on a winter afternoon after school. We never saw another child exploring the area. A man walking a black lab passed by on the road, but that was it.No one was around to imagine with us. No one else was with us to create a game out of nothing but sticks, dried leaves, and chunks of ice. Nobody was breathing in the crisp, fresh air or listening to the Shagbark hickory branches creak and sway.Where are all the children?I know it’s cold, and right now it’s very cold where I live. But I’m just curious, in general, does anybody go outside? Or do we all make a mad dash from the bus or the car to our homes, slam the door behind us, and make a mug of hot chocolate?Not that I’d blame anybody for that decision. Because it really is cold.I just wondered…as I sat inside sipping my own hot chocolate.

Feel Young Again

Now that I’m deemed historic and officially old, I decided to generate a list of ways to feel young again.

  • Color. Pull out a coloring book from your kids’ collection or print a free page off the Internet, pull out a 64-pack of Crayolas with the sharpener in back, and see if you can stay in the lines. Or not.
  • Draw. Doodle and create loose, goofy pictures–they don’t have to look like anything recognizable. Use big strokes. Stifle your inner art critic.
  • Pull on some galoshes and go for a walk in the rain. Splash in a puddle.
  • If it’s snowing, start a snowball fight. Make a lumpy snowman. Insist on a carrot nose.
  • Play “Sorry” and “Life.”
  • Roll around on the floor. I’m not sure why my kids love doing this so much, but they do. I figure if I want to feel young, I should get down there and figure out the big draw.
  • In warm, dry weather, roll down a hill like a pencil. Crazy, man.
  • Turn up some kids’ tunes and dance around the house.
  • Pull out a drum or tambourine and tap or jingle along with some music on the radio.
  • Make up a song and sing it in the shower. Loudly, as if no one is listening.
  • Go to the library and read all children’s books. Look for old favorites. I really liked The Story of Ferdinand and the Angus books. Recite as much Dr. Seuss as you can remember.
  • Sneak a handful of candy right before dinner.
  • In spring, make something out of mud, just to get your hands all mucky.
  • Run as fast as you possibly can–run with abandon in an all-out sprint. Make one of your kids time you.
  • Take a bath and play with some plastic toys–maybe a tea set or some dinosaurs. Oh, and take a squirt gun. Aim it at any of the kids who attempts to interrupt your fun.
  • Invent a funny poem. It has to rhyme, but make no sense. “I want to eat some tangerines/and then go make some collard greens/my dog will bite a guy in boots/my cats all like to play their flutes.”
  • Ride a bike around in circles. Race somebody. Pretend like you’re riding a horse. Whinny.
  • Play video games with one of your kids. Sit mesmerized. Stare with glazed eyes at the screen.
  • Set up a tea party for dolls or stuffed animals. Sip from the tiny cups. Wear a fancy hat. Speak with a soft Southern or British accent.
  • Burp. Laugh like it’s the funniest thing ever.
  • Tell a knock-knock joke to somebody. Then tell it again. And again. Oh, my. It is so, so funny.

And of course, invite your family to join you. If you ask, they’ll be more than happy to help you feel young again.I happen to know. This post was developed with generous contributions from four very enthusiastic Kroek-ettes.

Every Blog Ought to Post about Beowulf at Some Point

Since I’m trusting that you don’t mind my mixing things up here, I decided to test you a bit.

Today’s post is about Beowulf.

I mentioned this to one of my friends. ”Beowulf?” she asked, doubtfully.”Sure.”"This isn’t one of your devotional posts, is it?”"No. No, it isn’t,” I admitted.”Then what would you call it?”Perhaps “non sequitur”?I don’t know. Honestly, I’m not sure how to categorize this post. I was just thinking about it, so if you feel like reading about Beowulf, read on.As you probably noticed, a movie about Beowulf has been released.Please note: I haven’t seen it.But every time I caught the preview, I thought back to my first exposure to that early epic poem. I may have read it in Miss Flint’s Senior English class in high school, but I’m not sure. What I remember clearly was reading it for Professor Edelen’s History of English Literature course in college.Professor Edelen pointed out how much was left to the imagination when it came to the monster, Grendel. Instead of detailed description, the author built suspense and tension by focusing on his approach–his footsteps. Grendel strode…he trod…he marched across the moors….and his footsteps approached….closer….and closer….Professor Edelen pulled out two old drawings or etchings and snapped one up as if to startle us–it was an artist’s depiction of the terrifying Grendel that looked something like this.”Does this frighten you?” He asked. He walked around the room showing it to us. “Or, how about….this one!” It may have looked something like this, I can’t remember. It doesn’t really matter, because the point was made.Yawn.Those etchings were lame, especially to 20th Century students like ourselves. But Dr. Edelen argued that even at the time that the etchings were created, they were far less effective than the poem itself. More terrifying than a pen-and-ink Grendel was the Grendel in our heads, the one we imagined when we heard his approach. In the end, the strength came from what was left out of the text.Our own minds, Dr. Edelen concluded, could conjure up a monster far more petrifying than anything a person could draw. By leaving Grendel’s form and figure fairly vague and investing instead in the element of suspense–those approaching footsteps–the author of Beowulf created one of the most effective monsters in English literature.A few years later, I caught a special on PBS that reinforced this same principle. They used movie clips to make their point.One example was a scene from the film “Dr. Zhivago” when a bloody massacre is shown, but not directly. Instead, the viewer experiences it primarily through Omar Sharif’s eyes as they react in horror to the scene he watched unfold. We hear cries and clashes, swords clanging, horses neighing and clomping. Yet we don’t actually see the gorey process, the killing itself–it’s left to our imagination, which can fill in all the blanks more efficiently than cinematic special effects.Then there’s “Jaws.” The mechanical shark is not nearly as frightening as the steady approach of the fin with the pulsing music building tension.Or “Jurassic Park.” The vibration of the approaching footsteps caused the water in the glass to ripple. Fear builds with the drumming boom, boom, boom of the Grendel-ish T-Rex on the loose.Our own primal fears are fed by suspense, and our imaginations may be capable of creating creepier, more terrifying monsters than those thought up and given digital form by the visual effects crew of a movie set.So I thought of all of that when I saw the trailer. And I wondered what Grendel would look like. I wondered if I would be scared.Just as the film was about to be released, I read a review in the New York Times. The writer, Manohla Dargis, as if expanding on Dr. Edelen’s lecture, wrote:

The reader’s imagination, of course, has long been one of the banes of cinema. Any filmmaker who takes a stab at literary adaptation has to compete with those moving pictures already flickering in our heads, the ones we create when we read a book. The solution for many filmmakers is to try to top the reader’s imagination or distract it or overwhelm it, usually by throwing everything they can think of at the screen, including lots of big: big noise, sets, moves, effects, [and] stars.*

I wasn’t surprised to read the report on Grendel.

Grendel isn’t remotely scary, but he looks pleasingly disgusting, like a stringy, chewed-up cadaver with snake scales and a suggestion of [actor Crispin Glover’s] own beak.

Yawn.The filmmaker’s Grendel may be disgusting, but he “isn’t remotely scary,” because they left nothing to the imagination.Since its release, other people are saying that the special effects and 3-D make for a spectacular film experience. It’s sure to be a fun outing for viewers who like that sort of thing. And men will probably get some kind of sick enjoyment out of viewing Angelina Jolie’s character, a monster who, as Dagnis explains, “rise[s] from the vaporous depths naked and dripping liquid gold.”I seriously doubt I’ll ever see that movie. I’ll miss out on all the zing-zang 3-D Imax magic. I won’t get to see the stringy, pleasantly disgusting digital rendering of Grendel.That’s just fine. I’m not too interested. But I was thinking that Dr. Edelen might have gone, just to see. Just to compare. Just to know without a doubt that the steady beat of footsteps marching through the rhythm of ancient epic poetry still trumps technology.