Itʻs remarkable how much of our lives revolve around technology. Our information, recreation, vocation...relationship. How technology piles up on technology as we simultaneously watch yesterdayʻs television, shop Apple for iPhones and converse with friends in separate time-zones all via the amazing interweb.
Text messages travel from beneath the meeting table as someone talks about something that nobody cares about or already know the answer to. Emails checked with a glance during "Happy Birthday", big games monitored during another forgettable church service, playlists go camping, the earth has a soundtrack.

Are we revolving around or depending on?

Iʻm a fan of technology but curious about the effects of our race becoming overteched.

Is technology inspiration over distraction? Creation over degradation?
Could it ever be possible to reclaim the idea of a "friend"?

Will we ever again appreciate the present while carrying the world-wide in our pocket?

Maybe weʻre advancing maybe weʻre digressing thatʻs not for me to day so long as weʻre redeeming along the way.

My 2yr old built a garden world for a robot. Earth, rocks and plants. Moving, changing, rearranging, imagineering. Giving time, writing a story. The whole process whispers to me a reminder of a place and time Iʻve never been. One at the foundation of life. The genesis of story. A place of beauty and wonder, a place to sculpt and design and share. A place created by one for another to enjoy. A garden.

Maybe thatʻs why weʻre so drawn to places like Hawaii or Highway 46. Or why weʻre motivated on a Saturday morning to dig dirt and tend grass in our own backyards. Because thereʻs something more to the greens and browns, thereʻs something poetic and ethereal. The idea that weʻve been given something beautiful. That itʻs a gift to care for and to share. And to develop. And to give. So a robot can fight aliens. So a boy can play.

In an age where we are living increasingly more outside the confines of conventional time and space, the stock value of the present is in a spiraling state of decline.

Information and entertainment are queued up and available at a momentʻs notice, relational connectivity surpassing our capacity to actually relate, the lightʻs always on. The present is missing. Boredom is dead.

Not everyone will care. Is there a reason to revert to present living? To take a chance with boredom once again?

Try this thought.

Think about when a childʻs removed from his/her toys and media outlets. What happens? Magic ensues. Well first maybe thereʻs a second or two of boredom but then thereʻs magic.

Boredomʻs actually a great creation catalyst.

Spaces are filled with swords and castles, floors become lava, stairs are mountains, doorways train stations. Characters? Just say the word itʻs done.
Iʻm Anakin. Now Iʻm Han. Now Iʻm Indiana Jones. Youʻre Chewbacca.

Given any time and space a child can create change.

Removing interference allows life to be what it is right then and there.

Consider your next free moments. Where do you want them to take you? Where are you going? Who do you want to be? Are you spending time watching and reading everyone elseʻs story and neglecting your own? Have some faith that there are plans written just for you and that maybe theyʻre waiting just on the other side of off.

Now Iʻm Obi-Wan, heʻs the best.

I went to see Pixar's Up with my wife and kids the other day, turns out it's a fun film and a great story. Go figure, Pixar...