Monday, July 12, 2010

Land Line

I just got a Droid which, as far as I can tell is like the suburban version of an iPhone. Way less cool, even though it looks just the same. It's sort of like jeans that try to look like they are $180 but really they are $65 and you can find them at Ross Dress for Less for $24. Nevertheless, the Droid has changed my life. I've had it for about a week and it is profound how much I love it. Profound. It was a pretty big effort to not take my phone when I went running with some friends last weekend. Four of us are training (or not training as is my apparent style) for the Danskin Triathlon in August. After every run, swim or bike training we drink a beer and plan our next training session. One of the foursome, Kate, after hearing me brag about the capabilities of my almost-cool Droid, told us she was thinking about going back to her land line to simplify her life. Now that I have crossed over to smart phone land, I cannot imagine what the hell Kate is talking about. Simplify? What? Why?

Before saying goodbye, we took a few minutes to plan our next month's training schedule. Sara had her Blackberry, I had my Droid, Amy with a brain like a steel trap needed nothing, and Kate pulled out her wall calendar from her bike bag. "Land line", Kate giggled as she held up her calendar. Land Line- concrete, simple, obvious. Droid- complex, multifaceted, electronic, advanced.

One of the things I talk about in yoga is simplifying. This is the point of Savasana. Being quiet and still so there is room for buried things, hidden things, latent things to make their way in or out or through, physically, mentally, and emotionally. As long as we are moving, chattering, processing, there is no space for that stuff to move.

I find myself in a constant state of contact with the Droid. It tells me when I have a meeting. It tells me when someone is thinking about me. It tells me what song is playing in a restaurant and what the weather and time is. Last night while I was at work my Droid died. It lost its juice and I had no charger. Only a week into this Droid relationship and I was panicked. I was going to a friend's house for dinner and I couldn't call to let her know I was on my way. I couldn't text my sisters or add to my to do list. I got in my car and started driving. Even when I plugged my phone into the car charger, it still wouldn't work, so I rolled down my windows, opened the sun roof and was quiet. Usually I would take the fastest route to my friend's house in South Seattle, but it felt so good to be untethered that I uncharacteristically took a sharp left and made my way down to the lake. I drove along the water the whole way there. No phone. No music. No nothing. For those fifteen minutes I was back to a Land Line. And, big surprise, it felt pretty damn good.

1 comment:

  1. I'd send my comments by snail mail, but I can't access your address in my contacts cause my cell phone is missing. I'm on board with this movement to be still! Maybe "Untether Thursdays"... maybe too many dipthongs. "Thong Thursday" and "Untether Tuesday"?


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