You wouldn't know it from looking at my house, but I do not handle chaos well. Which is too bad, really.
People who thrive in chaos can be so darn creative. They're not always trying to rein it in and are happier living right on the edge. Musicians, artists, entrepreneurs - they often do well in chaotic conditions.
We were talking today about ski instructors. My friend overheard a discussion about the merits of teaching kids to ski in control versus teaching them to go for it. If they are taught to always be in control, will they have what it takes to tackle the extremes?
In dance, and in art, I've always felt that mastering technique first is the way to do it. Then you can go wherever the spirit moves you with a solid foundation under you. Picasso, for example, did this. Talk about skiing the extremes.
For the last 9 months I've been writing for a paper that skis the extremes. It's been a wild ride and I've loved pretty much every minute of it. But when it comes right down to it, I can't handle the chaos. Some people love having a whole pile of balls in the air and get a kick out of juggling them. Me? I just see a bunch of things about to fall on my head.
I have just broken up with an inanimate object and I feel a little wrung out. Wrung out, but finally back in control. And I think it's going to be okay.