Lanzarote Day Six — Procrastination

This is a picture of the steel railing on a concrete ramp that goes into the sea where I bathe in Lanzarote. The waves are crashing against the base of the railing, but the day is good, with only a light breeze and a slight haze in the blue, blue sky … this is also the alt text. Photo by author. All rights Reserved. Lanzarote 2025

This one has got to be about Procrastination. I’d love you to tell me what you think procrastination is, and in particular, how hard you are on yourself about procrastination? The truth is, of course, that being hard on yourself about something that doesn’t serve you (and the question of, does it serve you?, is one worth asking) is entirely counter productive, and all it’s going to do is drive you into a further repeat pattern of self sabotage, and avoidance of what you believe are the important tasks that you need to fulfil. (Again, I’ll get back to the notion of what’s important and what’s not important further on, I hope, if I can hold my train of thought, which, actually, is another feature of procrastination, isn’t it? Focus…)

I’m doing this to a Pomodoro. I teach Pomodoro, or Shut Up and Write sessions on Insight Timer (among other things — I do yoga nidras, with sankalpa focus, and all kinds of other things relating yoga to philosophy and philosophy to the ecological emergency, Zen, non-dualism, panpsychism and the like). I’m looking forward to coming off the last week of a month long (with the honourable exception of Burns’ Night) abstinence from alcohol. We’ve both felt a million times better, I’m afraid … But I am really looking forward to having a drink. Which is odd. Which is also related to procrastination.