All of the experiences relate to the physicality of reading and the special connection between the mind and the medium. Let us explore how reading a text on screen is different from immersing oneself into the pages of a physical book.

First of all, electronic books are convenient, space-saving and cheaper than the paper equivalent. But people still prefer a physical book to an electronic copy. What is so special about books? Let’s imagine that we are reading the same novel both on screen and on paper. How the experience would be different?

Reading a paper book is like meeting a friend. Each book has a personality. The texture of the pages, the unique smell, the chewed corners or water marks – each tell a story. The sensory experience of reading is deeply connected to memory and to a certain point in reader’s life. When I was nine, I spilled a glass of water over an old copy of “Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea”. Ironic! I remember feeling guilty and clumsy, but also smug that I managed to blot the pages quickly and minimise the damage. When re-reading the book in later years I was reliving my adventures with Nautilus and captain Nemo, but I could also see the warped pages which connected me to the younger self. Sadly this book is now lost, but not the memory.

A book has a story and a life beyond the text it carries. It also has a weight and it has dimensions. As much as the meaning of the text is created in the imagination of the reader, the physical attributes, like weight and size, place the text within the personality of the particular book. This provides a presence and a special connection between the reader, the book and the author of the text.

Unlike an electronic text, which can be deleted, copied and downloaded an infinite amount of times, a book has a lifespan and it can only be present in one place at a time. It will be missing if it gets destroyed, lost or passed on.  The text cannot be formatted without damaging the book, and all personal notes and markings have to be done by hand, which adds a personal touch (Confession – I am a serial book-scribbler. Sometimes it gets ridiculous. If I ever refuse to lend you my book, it is because I wrote something personal in the margins).

An electronic text is only “called to life” (created) when we download it or when we open the Kindle; the text also disappears when we close the tab or shut the device down. However, a paper book exists independently; whether we read it or not – the book will quietly stand in a shelf and wait for us. Moreover, it can both predate and succeed us. It is possible to inherit a book, but not an electronic text. It doesn’t make sense, because an electronic text is ephemeral, it doesn’t exist until we need it. I’d like to visualise it as a person versus a product. These are two very different types of relationships.

The way a text is arranged in a book gives its reader a full authority over it. The reader is granted permission to flip through pages, skip a few chapters, go over and over the paragraph or put the book aside if needed… When we read an electronic text, we scroll with our thumb. The focus is so narrow that even our thumb is almost hidden from our field of vision and gets disconnected, all we see is a moving page in front of us.

If we read for long enough time, this motion hypnotises us and we enter a flow (think about the mindless scrolling through social media timeline or a spinning roulette in a casino).  We are captivated and amused by the text in front of us, but are we processing the thoughts deep enough? It is often more pleasurable to keep scrolling, rather than to stop and think about what we’ve just read. This explains why people who read for escapist reasons are generally more acceptive of electronic books.

Getting lost in a book is an interesting phenomenon, because whilst we can be consumed by the ideas presented in the book, physically we never get lost. In a printed book we know exactly where we are. The progress can be painfully slow or disappointingly fast, but it is always visible. An electronic text will give us a number of pages, or percentage of the text completed, but this information is too precise to orientate us. It will never give this kinaesthetic experience of the weight of pages on the left and on the right.

Modern humans are kinaesthetically hungry. Our fingertips touch the flat cold surface of the screen so often that we stop feeling them as our own. The more we interact with the virtual world, the more we leak authority over our physical environment and even over our own bodies. The mind becomes disconnected and our attention gets trapped in the digital flow. The technophiles and advocates of digital technology see this human-machine conversion as liberation and opportunity; I see it as a tragic loss and flattening out, even reduction of human consciousness. Are we also becoming a product?

Great! I love when my kids take initiative, I love when they plan something and make it happen. I love it when they don’t settle for the ordinary, easy way, but choose to do it from scratch. (Well, making a tomato soup from scratch is not that difficult. It is more of a principle).

Ron was peeling, chopping and sautéing, I was supposed to supervise. My presence was only needed because teens, time management and multitasking are not a smooth mix. Plus the added pressure of increasingly hungry husband, checking when the dinner would be ready (‘ I am just checking, darling’)… AND…,somewhere between picking basil from the pot on the windowsill and finding the right measuring spoon, I committed a parenting CRIME.

I transformed. Like a werewolf, who grows claws and fur, I grew helicopter blades. I started to move faster and with more skill and precision. I washed a bowl. I peeled a garlic clove. I ignored my sons looks from under his bushy eyebrows. I made a few comments. The final straw was when I made the gas lower. ‘Mum, I think I got it’, was my boy’s way of saying ‘go away, now!’

Here you go. On that dark November evening, I ruined his joy of making a soup all by himself. I stole his victory. But I couldn’t help myself. My mum was a helicopter parent. Her kitchen was her sanctuary. We were shamed for making a mess, discouraged from touching anything and barely had an opportunity to cook a meal. Shockingly, when I got married, I couldn’t fry an egg. Seventeen years later, I can do a bit more than an egg (but I still create huge mess).

I vowed to never be like my mum. Surprise, surprise! Every time I get stressed or under time pressure, I become her. Yesterday, when I started hovering two feet over the kitchen floor with rotating blades above me (and was told off by my son) I steered myself into the living room and landed on the sofa.Ten minutes later, slurping the delicious tomatoey creaminess, served with fresh basil, I said that I was very very sorry and try and do better next time. Helicoptering is a fine line, especially with teenagers. I love this quote from a parent ‘ I’d love to have my kids need me forever, but that’s what pets are for. Not children. It’s your job to slowly work your way out of the picture. Brutal, but that’s love.”-Were you raised by a helicopter parent?-How did it affect you?-Do you find it easy to try new things, to make independent decisions and to stick to it? PS. In case the post gave you cravings, here is the recepie for you. Enjoy!

Personally, we are feeling the prospect of this lockdown more than before. Winters here are miserable and psychologically challenging even without the stay at home order. My extroverted child will soon be climbing walls and talking to stowaway spiders (I found one under a windowsill the other day). My introverted child will grow into their bedroom and will become even more recluse, litteraly only coming out for food (more about food later in the post).

The danger of being home-bound for a long time is that family implodes on itself. After a while life becomes like the 1993 movie Groundhog Day. Every day is like a deja vu. I keep telling my vibrant and sponatneous self that the repetiteveness is not bad. Interestingly, it is our survival mechanism! In order to stay mentally strong, humans need to keep finding motivations (however tiny) to face the day. When times are uncertain and the global conditions have the stability of the British weather, we tend to find comfort in rituals.

The word “ritual” might have a slight religious connotation to you, yet what I mean, is any action that has some sense of meaningfulness and regularity about it. Family rituals are extremely important. Daily routines give our babies comfort and the sense of stability. A night time story gives our pre-schoolers reassurance of the firmness of family bond. Our teens will always remember Sunday family walks, even if they had to be dragged to it. Mine do.

Ritual has a power to carry us when we really don’t feel like it. Also, the shared experience brings a sense of commonality, unitedness and greatness (think about family traditions passed down through generations). My family line has been through too much disruption and trauma (wars, genocide, communism, relocations, bankrupcies, family drama to name a few) for any such traditions to survive. Yet, my parents and myself have been dedicated to establish and preserve simple rituals that make our families distinct.

These simple sweet actions (like breakfast in bed for a birthday person) or weekly catch up on Skype with the family abroad, are the life line of sanity. The simple actions still happen, even if it feels like the world is falling apart.One of the new rituals that I find helps us to feel grounded in the pandemic is that everyfamily member picks and cooks a meal on a weekly basis. I am lucky that each of us enjoy cooking and feeding others (actually, I am the least excited one about it, I shared deep reasons for this here).

On the practical level, cooking is a useful skill, but on the subliminal level it is extremely empowering, analytical and resilience-building. Especially, when cooking from scratch, following a multi step recipe or adapting the recipe to the reality of the fridge (or food allergies).

This ritual provides:

a) a line of communication (kids need to ask mum to add the ingredients to shopping list, we express our gratitude and impression from the meal, sometimes we negotiate about the specific day for cooking)

b) makes every child feel valued empowered, because they contribute and feed others (doesn’t need an explanation)

c) creates an event: daughter’s Italian dinner, son’s Mexican style lunch, dad’s famous lasagna. From a functional “topping up on lost calories”, it becomes something to look forward to. Not a chore (it still feels like this for me), but a celebration.

What mini rituals keep you afloat? What value does it create for your family? Lets share and encourage each other in these challenging times. Below is a pic of my teen caught in action (shared with permission).

Parents know very well the pressure to let their children have a social media account even before the legal age of thirteen. As mum, I would argue that the limit should be flexible and it all depends on the particular family and the child. Although as a researcher, I would argue that from a developmental point of view thirteen is still far too early, and even 14-15 is still not ideal. 

In 2016, when I started visiting schools in London with my workshops, only 5-10% of 11 year olds had a smartphone or a tablet. Four years in and the numbers grew drastically. I won’t be surprised if currently at least 5-10% of 5 year olds own a smart device. Despite that the age for getting a smartphone drops increasingly, there is still a watershed, at least, a formal one. In 2020 the legal age for joining Instagram, Tik Tok , Twitch and other social media platforms is 13. Disturbingly, many families disregard the minimum age requirements. For those who choose to comply, opening the social media account becomes the new rite of passage. Yet, from a perspective of child development, 13 is the worst age for social media. It is far too early. This realisation frist came to me after talking to teenagers themselves.

Once I asked a class of thirty 14-15 year olds to anonymously pick a number of mood cards that would describe their feeling towards social media. Half of the class chose “fun”, a third chose “creative”, majority choose “stressful” and ”addictive”. But what I didn’t expect was that every single one of the students chose “I hate it” (I even ran out of the cards). I spent time chatting about the response and discovered a common pattern. Majority joined social media as soon as they were allowed to. Most of them got no other guidance, apart from a brief explanation from older peers or siblings. Excited in the beginning, they fatigued from it quite soon. The 14 year olds got confused by social dynamics (which are never easy for teens, but the online world complicates it even further). They felt drowning in endless videos, overwhelmed by the pace and the demands of constant challenges and fads; exhausted by the intensity of the exaggerated friendship dramas. After realising that they are unable to control it, quite a few of them tried to sign out for a little bit or to delete their accounts altogether. But the social pressure and fear of missing out, the infamous FOMO, kept bringing them back to the very thing they described as “soul-sucking”. How did this happen? Let’s go back a few years.

The social pressure to be on social media platforms is enormous, especially for pre-teens. An own account is viewed by them as a social token. If the child is “unlucky” to have parents who respect the platform guidelines, they would have to withstand the fear of missing out on communication between peers and even risking to be labelled “uncool” and an outcast. We have experienced the pressure in our family too. I am very familiar with the phrase: ”Mum, but I am the only one without (something)”. I had to learn to take the phrase with a pinch of salt. When a child says “everyone” it often means one or two “cool kids”. When the child says “I am the only one” it means “I don’t want to be excluded from that group”.  I had to learn to trust my parental gut. I used this as an opportunity to highlight the importance to be resielinet in the face of social pressure and the dangers of herd mentality. It is in itself an important lesson for pre-teens. But eventually, I succumbed and allowed them to have their own accounts at thirteen, but under a very tight supervision.

 Most of the adolescents I spoke to expressed regret about the lack of parental involvement in their online lives. They would never admit it openly (at least mine never did), but they need us there. Not as a hovering chaperone-detective, but as a genuinely interested and trusted adult. Children need supervision and, sometimes, a firm “no” from us (I failed at this a couple of times and learned the lesson).

 Dear parents, this is not an area where we can let our children explore by themselves. Internet is not a quiet cul-de-sac in a residential area. Not our own backyard. One doesn’t need to be a scientist to know that it is impossible to control what our children see on social media. If you are not ready to have a conversation about pornography, racism, sexual exploitation, drug abuse and suicides; if you think that your child is too young, then don’t let them roam online. If sitting behind your tween’s  shoulder and checking every comment, every interaction is not an option, then do not let them have a social media account.  Developmental psychologist Catherine Steiner describes social media as “too much and too early”. In her thought provoking book “The Big Disconnect” she boldly states that the unmonitored access to social media steals innocence, fast-forwards childhood and can even be likened to child exploitation. This is heavy.

But how about friendships? How about staying in-touch and being connected, sharing moments of life and a healthy amount of silliness? Don’t teenagers need a social space for healthy development? They absolutely do! Recent studies into the mental wellbeing of adolescents revealed that social media can also serve as a healthy outlet and a place for venting of thoughts and feelings. The online world can provide a sense of support for isolated and lonely teenagers. That’s why I wouldn’t recommend to cut the social media out of a struggling teen’s life, unless there is a healthy and natural way to fill the social vacuum.

But this is only one part of the story. How about other psychological needs of teenagers? According to expert in the young Internet users, Dana Boyd, two main needs of teens are socialization and identity play. And that’s exactly what they do online. Through posting, scrolling, choosing filters, taking part in the online challenges they are figuring out who they are (identity) and what is their place in this world (socialization). However, this comes at a cost. Another big name in developmental psychology, Erik Eriksson, describes the need for so called moratorium – a safe semi-private playground away from the direct parental supervision. In order to learn the cause and effect, teenagers need a place of relative freedom, where they can try new things, fail and make decisions which affect them, but do not carry onto the rest of their lives. Internet is hardly the moratorium. It is neither safe nor private. Consequences of the mistakes last forever. Every bad decision, every comment, every experiment with one’s identity becomes part of their digital footprint, practically engraved forever in their online reputation. Teens live under the weight that anything they do might backfire at a future job interview, romantic relationship or university application. It’s a skeleton in the closet that has a life of its own and can start haunting at any moment.

But this is the world we live in. I don’t think there is a way to reverse the technological progress and go back to the pre-digital life. However, with some effort, we can build a different culture. For instance, in order to minimise the peer-pressure on our children, we can create support bubbles from the like-minded parents. I call it “reverse herd mentality”. If none of the friends is allowed Tik Tok, there is much less interest for the child. Also, it is important to provide screen-free alternatives which will satiate the need for moratorium. I suggest facilitating unstructured and loosely supervised opportunities to hang out. And lastly, investing into the mental health and resilience of the children will mitigate the desire to use the social media as a source of validation and psychological escape.

The main message of this post can be summarized as following: despite certain benefits, the social media environment is neither safe nor healthy, especially for a developing mind. It is in the best interest of psychological development and mental wellbeing of teens and pre-teens, that parents delay the access to an own social media account beyond the legal age which is defined by the platforms. When parents decide that their child is mature enough to handle the stress of the online interactions and has been thoroughly trained in the Internet safety (response to sexual grooming, disturbing content, cyberbullying, infringement on privacy) an own social media account may be opened, but with close monitoring (for younger teens) or regular spot checks (for older teens). Finally, as a part of healthy digital culture, parents should take an active stance in their children’s online lives and provide guidance, supervision and support.  

Harry’s story sounds familiar to many parents around the globe. Some worried parents would describe their kids as apathetic and disinterested, not being able to stick to anything, not motivated or driven. Often, they blame the technology for shrinking their kids’ interests. Can this be true?
Motivation and other soft skills are going to be the most sought after qualities, yet very little in our world helps to foster them. Motivation simply cannot grow where there is too easy, too comfortable, and, especially when the goal is too vague, or too far away. Motivation is bound to a clear goal, the “why” do I have to achieve. The goal has to match the intrinsic motive, or drive. People, and children, are motivated by different things. It can be anything from the sense of accomplishment to just having fun. The goal has also be achievable, not too far or impossible. On the other end, the goal can’t be too easy.

Three ways technology kills motivation for our children:

1. Setting the bar TOO HIGH. This world is unforgivably competitive. Older children and teenagers look up to impossibly perfect filtered images on Instagram, extremely financially successful teenage gamers, world-famous young YouTubers and decide for themselves that there is no point in trying, if one can’t be like them.

2. Providing environment that is TOO EASY. All the information is at the fingertips 24/7, everything can be copy-pasted, shared with a click, ordered online. This way of life doesn’t promote resilience; it becomes a comfortable bubble, a trap. Majority of social media platforms or online games provide very limited and one-sided experience. They are built to evoke reactions, not to promote creativity. Engagement with ready-made content gradually replaces motivation with addiction.

3. The access to the whole world at the fingertips and the postmodern fluidity of concepts, have made the goal TOO VAGUE. The children get the message that they can “become anything” and get paralysed. Teenagers are stunned by the choice anxiety – choose your subjects in school, choose your career, choose what to have in takeaway, choose your ideology, choose your favourite playlist, choose your sexual orientation, choose what to watch on Netflix, choose your
gender – most of them are not lacking motivation, they are just stuck at the crossroad with hundreds of paths to take.

What can we do as parents:

1. Keep defining the goal for them. Direct them, help them to identify their inner drives and unique talents.

2. Build secure attachments. Leaving a comfort zone is risky enough, without a pushy parent or demanding teacher.

3. Divide the bigger, seemingly unachievable goals, into smaller steps. Encourage and praise for every step taken. Insecure children can be encouraged through recalling and celebrating small successes.

4. Remember that the lack of motivation and apathy can also be a sign of depression, trauma or just a developmental stage.

One calm deep breath and I glide into the calm deep sea. The underwater world is breath taking, literally. The blue abyss is simultaneously alluring and terrifying. The enchanting play of light above my head is soothing. I trace the red dots on the safety line and feel the cold pressure hugging me tighter and tighter with every meter. I equalise the mask and relax into the tight feeling inside my chest, negotiating the need to breath. Heartbeat slows down. Time slows down until it disappears. No breath, no thoughts, no worries.  

*freediving is the activity or sport of swimming as deep as you can under water without using breathing equipment (Cambridge dictionary)

My brother introduced me to freediving – the most calm and the least competitive of all extreme sports. People always sought the depth to hunt, to gather resources from the sea and even to assist in warfare. This ancient practice has been used for millennia, yet it has always been surrounded by myths and misconceptions. Only recently (in the late XX century) the advance in study of the abilities of human body allowed us to understand the physiology of freediving; and the world welcomed modern mermaids and mermen.

The training begins in the dry land with breath control and meditation. This is a crucial step, because, once underwater, one’s life depends on the ability to stay calm and focused. Freedivers effectively rewire their brains to override some basic instincts, like the urge to grasp for air when the concentration of carbon dioxide rises in the blood. Overtime, their bodies also change to function on less oxygen. 

Recently, my brother instructed a young millennial girl. Initially, she was loving the idea of freediving, showing great results, monitoring her progress for breath-holding on a screen. All was great until she was asked to close her eyes and concentrate. She couldn’t. She was overwhelmed and scared and nearly having a panic attack each time she closed her eyes. The symptoms were similar to those of severe claustrophobia.

My brother asked her what she was feeling. The girl explained that not being able to see, felt so alien and unusual, that her brain was freaking out. This poor screen-tethered human was so used to constant stream of visual information, that disconnecting from it was agonising. Logically, my brother wondered how she falls asleep. She said, that she just stares at the phone until she (the girl, not the phone) switches off. Sadly, this young person couldn’t overcome this fear of disconnection and gave up training.

What is wrong with this generation? My guess is that being tethered to our screens rewires our brains. Constantly watching, reading and scrolling becomes our new resting mode. We do it so often that the brain creates deep neural pathways, a process similar to a forming of an addiction. The pathways “demand” more and more visual information. Doesn’t matter what information, as long as the stream is uninterrupted. This wiring is dangerous, because it rejects any normal way of resting – like disconnecting by closing the eyes for a few minutes.  

Perhaps that girl’s problem is quite extreme. Perhaps, there are other underlying mental health problems, or something else.  Nevertherless, her case made me think about myself, compulsively grabbing my phone, when Netflix is paused for a comfort break; or escaping into Instagram from boring slides in a meeting.  No need to feel guilty, but remember, that everything we do, forms us. Our habits physically shape our brain. My fear is that our brains are already screen-shaped.

In conclusion, could you do me a favour – relieve my fears. Please check yourself. Close your eyes for one, two, three … ten. Take a deep breath. How does it feel to disconnect? No need to dive into the deep with me, although you’re welcome, but how about embracing those quiet, still moments? Keep giving yourself those little well-deserved breaks.

Preamble. I must admit, I love sports. I love setting and reaching fitness goals. I also find, that counting progress makes me feel good. Before the lockdown I could barely do fifteen press-ups, but now I can easily do thirty five. A year ago, running 5k seemed like a major achievement, now, 10k is a nice weekly run. It feels good to measure progress (and even to boast about it, sometimes). Please, don’t judge, I am only human, and I am mindful that there is always someone who uses my squat weight for a bicep curl.

 I love fitness, but I hate using a fitness bracelet. You know, that plasticky-rubbery watch that counts our pulse, pace, distance, etc. I don’t only loathe them, I am deeply suspicious of them. Not just because of my highly personal health data and my usual routes being shared with the app, uploaded into the cloud and consecutively can be accessed by third parties. I am hesitant to use them, not because their accuracy is dubious – my pulse always goes up, when I check it, and my sleep is much worse, when I monitor it. My aversion is not because my smart bracelet freaks me out by attempting to connect to some non-existent devices via Bluetooth; maybe, it’s just lonely and seeks company. My disinclination with Fitbits, and alike, stems from the fact that they go too far.

Let me explain. Fitness bracelets are made to monitor, to record and to measure. Like the technology in general, they do it blindly, constantly and without being asked (not dissimilar from navigation apps). So far so good. Now, here is the story.

When we moved to the more rural place and I saw the countryside and the woodlands around us, I couldn’t wait for my kids to disappear into the nature for hours. To my dismay, it didn’t happen for a long time. Despite being nature lovers and always enjoying an adventure as a family, my kids were just not used to the idea of freedom to roam and to explore by themselves. Finally, after quite a few weeks of being in a lockdown at home, my daughter suddenly saw the appeal of the beauty around us and she decided to go on an outdoor adventure all by herself. Packing a small pink leather rucksack with snacks, colouring pencils, a book and her phone (for Google Maps – to know her way around). She also wore a fitness bracelet to track the distance. 

All kitted up, off she went. My heart was full of joy and pride. I was nearly ecstatic when, couple of hours later, I listened to her account of the adventures. First, there was a massive… absolutely massive field, so vast, you can see the horizon and your head would spin. There was limestone on the ground that made shoes and bare legs all white and dusty. Then, there was a spiky holly bush and a secret path between some dense arching hedges. Finally, there was a brook with a slippery log across, and suddenly it was all back to a familiar road.

Still with her cheeks slightly blushed from the fresh air, or from the sun, and eyes glistening from excitement she pulled her phone out to check her route.  I leaned over to look. “Look mum, this is how I went. All around those fields and through the wood, and this is the brook I crossed. Oh, oh no! What do you mean, only four thousand steps? This is unfair. Only 4 000! I went to this big adventure, and only did 4 000 steps! I do at least ten thousand on a school day!” She was almost sobbing. Disappointed. Sparkle in the eyes gone. Only dusty legs left from the great adventure. All, because of the rude remark from the Fitbit. 4 000 steps, only.  Heart-breaking. 

I stepped in to explain that some steps mean more than others. How about the first man on moon, one small step for a man… ? It was only one! How about your gigantic leap across that ditch? Or those calculated, careful steps to walk on the slippery log? How about the brave steps into the middle of the field, which vastness makes one’s head spin? Or an unfortunate step into the horse dung?

Technology doesn’t know the value of steps. It just counts them mechanically, blindly, without discrimination. But, do we need to know how many steps? Do we want to know how many steps? Why does it matter, … as long as we know where we are going?

I must admit that one side of social isolation policy I really like, is the absence of traffic. Since we moved out of London, I hit the road almost daily. Daily I see a lot of traffic. Miles of it, hours of it. Traffic is something that always is in the way of getting anywhere on time. It constantly makes me a liar. “I’ll be there at five… around five….. definitely before six….. , traffic permitting”. It makes me a liar and it kills whatever patience and kindness is left in me. It forces my children to witness road rage, various comments about the mental ability of the slow or reckless drivers and even some accelerating on the amber light (in London three more cars will still come after me).

So, for me to get anywhere, I have to rely on navigation apps. The one I use is smart. It takes in account the real time traffic, warns of potholes on the road (useful), and finds the most efficient way of getting from A to B. It tells me exactly how much time my journey will take. As the situation on the road changes, it pings delightfully and lets me know that we are arriving 3 minutes early, or informs me that we are delayed. The app works really hard behind the scenes, constantly finding better routes, better in the app’s simplistic thinking. We constantly have these battles: “Are you really sending me down the dark windy country lanes to save 2 minutes of the journey? You must be kidding. Not falling for this again!”

I do experience a secret pleasure in outsmarting my app. I gleam with pride when my personal judgement and knowledge of the roads wins me a minute. And secretly I delight in disobeying my digital road master from time to time, rebelliously turning left, when instructed to bear right. Just to show who is still holding the wheel.

Now, back to the unusually quiet situation on the roads due to pandemic. There is easier to see something in its absence. When the usual busyness disappears, we can see much clearer the role of the technology in the busyness. Yesterday I had a surreal discovery. The smart and hard-working app didn’t click that roads are practically empty. Despite the fact that it is feeding from the real time traffic, it still overestimates my arrival by ten to twenty minutes! (imagine my joy!) Why is that? This happens because part of the app’s algorithm commands it to add time for rush hour.

So, we can see that the app is built for busyness, but can it cause the business? The answer is very simple. The app does what it is meant to do, but does it too well. Even in the absence of any traffic, it thinks that it is a rush hour; the app still finds shorter, more efficient routes. There is no need to arrive even earlier, to drive into dangerous side roads, overtaking and squeezing through in order to win 20 seconds. But the app can never relax, and so are we, as long as we obediently rely on it.

In the post-apocalyptic scenario, I can clearly imagine smug driverless cars, without any passengers, scurrying down clever shortcuts, arriving “3 minutes early”, avoiding pot holes, slowing down for speed cameras. Let them be. Let technology hurry. Allow yourself to disconnect and stop outsmarting it, do what humans do well – breathe, love, laugh, feel sad, do stupid things, create something beautifully imperfect.

Technology transcends and disrupts time and space and deletes boundaries between work and life, compressing everything into an urgent NOW that demands our immediate attention. Digital technology has very little limitations, but human mind and psyche is limited. Our attention is a finite resource. Therefore, before the burn-out comes, before the fuse goes and we become an overstretched emotional mess, we need to take back the control over the work-life balance.

Easier said than done. In our busy, fluid and constantly accelerated pace of life, any attempt to structure or to limit its demands, feels like an enormous effort. Therefore, it is important to put our effort where it will certainly yield results. The two easiest and the most effective ways to harness the demands of technology is through structuring time and space. Usually we rely more on limiting screen time, but when living by the bell is not possible, we should rely on structuring the physical space within the domain of our homes.

How we structure the space, reveals our intentions and helps to exercise authority. In other words, space is never neutral. Henri Lefebvre writes that:

“Space is not a scientific object removed from ideology or politics. It has always been political and strategic”.

So, I would like to encourage us to be strategic with how we structure our living and working areas. Here is a little exercise to do. Have a fresh look around your place. What is available, central, loud and easy to reach?…Do you want it to be so?… What is hidden in the loft, under the stairs, in the back of the wardrobe? Is it time to give it priority?….

When I talk to parents who are unhappy about too much screen time for their children, I often ask: “Where is your controller? And where is your pack of pencils? What is more within the reach?”. Here is the everyday mantra for you: ” the amount of available entertainment supersedes our ability to process information that is being streamed at us from every corner”. Remember, that our attention is a limited resource.

STRUCTURING SPACE HELPS US TO CHOOSE WHERE WE TURN OUR ATTENTION TO.

There is no “one size fits all”. Every family has different contingent, different living arrangements and different needs. On top of the unique family dynamics, there is the individual neural organisation, level of inner motivation and skill set. All this plays role in the ability to focus on a task, when working or learning remotely.

Some individuals require total silence for concentration, some need loud music for sensory deprivation. Some find it easier to enter the flow and work uninterruptedly on a single task, others require constant reinforcement in order to keep going.

As we are forced to adapt to the new rhythms, as the result of global pandemic, I suggest to see it as an investment into our children’s future. Most likely, the change to distance working will be more permanent for many of us, with the majority of the future generation working remotely. It will rely on the ability to self-motivate and to self-organize. This is the time to help our children to develop this crucial skill set.

5 PRACTICAL TIPS ON HOW TO ORGANIZE THE WORKING/LEARNING ENVIRONMENT AT HOME

1. KNOW which SPACE requirements make you most productive. A separate room with a closed door or an open space of the garden? A tidy desk and hard chair or a cosy sofa in the lounge? Different type of work might require different environment and different equipment, like a conference call or a live stream will not work with a washing machine spinning in the background. Avoid working from your bedroom, but if it is the only option, make sure the bed is made and you are changed out of pyjamas, to separate the time for rest from the time for work.

2. REMOVE DISTRACTIONS. Out of sight, out of the mind. Switch all unnecessary devices off and put them in a different room. Even a phone on “silent” pulls our mental energy away from the task. If there is important comms that you don’t want to miss, schedule a catch-up break. It will stop your brain from worrying about the piling up messages in a group chat. It is especially important for school children, whose virtual lessons get accompanied by a bulk of chat messages from the peers. Highly distracting and highly draining. If you ought to have your phone next to you for work, at least use silencing apps that stop notifications from all social media.

3. MINIMIZE SCREEN time where possible. When working on screens, refrain from using them also for downtime. Don’t be tempted to fill all the gaps in the work flow with scrolling through social media, reading news or playing an online game. If the prospect of just sitting and staring at a wall is unbearable, put an art project next to you, or a puzzle, or even knitting. Doodling or keeping hands busy in other ways relaxes the brain and helps with concentration. When choosing the right activity to turn to in the gaps, choose the one that you can stop and pick up at any time, the one that doesn’t require an intensive processing of visual information (light reading from a printed media is ok). Physical exercise, like stretches, is great also.

4. AVOID MULTITASKING. This is the killer of productivity and the reason why we are frazzled and anxious in the end of the day. We can only pay attention to one thing at a time. Yet, most of our jobs and learning involve multitasking. If there is no way to remove switching from one screen to another, at least reduce the amount of tabs and apps open, especially those which tend to constantly update and bring more work, like an email box. Neuroscience confirms that multitasking is a mental trap that produces an illusion of productivity and feeds our brain with small dopamine injections, which makes us crave for more multitasking. In other words, don’t spread yourself thin, but rather concentrate on a small group of measurable accomplishments at a time.

5. Force yourself to LEAVE the work area when you notice first signs of tiredness. Every individual has a different attention span and a different capacity for uninterrupted work. Instead of pushing through, it is recommended to take a break – a walk outside, check in with the rest of the household, sneaky look into the kitchen. Change of scenery helps to reset the tired brain. Encourage children to take a break out of the sight of the screens.

Are you concerned about the effects of screen time on your family life?
Are you worried about the impact of social media and gaming addictions?  
Would you like help developing a clear digital strategy for your family? 

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REFOCUS is an essential course that will:

• Provide research-based tools and clear strategies around screen use, specifically tailored to your family needs. 
• Help to build digital resilience and make you and your children more prepared for the future of the rapid technological advance.
• Teach you how to handle cyberbullying, manage teenage social media drama, prevent gaming addictions and protect child’s mental health.
• Give you an access to useful resources
• Coach you on how to use essential software for safety and screen time management. 

What – 6 friendly, interactive and approachable two-hour workshops.

 
When – 7.30 pm on Tuesdays, on the following dates – 10/09, 17/09, 24/09 (1 week break), 8/10, 15/10 (two-week break), 5/11

Where – 161a Clarence Street (second floor), KT1 1QT, Kingston

Cost – £70 per person* (+ spouse goes FREE!). We strongly encourage both parents present, if possible.

*digiScope is not able to give any refunds, however in case of illnesses or other circumstances prevents you from attending the sessions, we will do our best to offer a place in alternative courses.

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What the parents say about REFOCUS:

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