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To find the universal elements enough;
to find the air and the water exhilarating;
to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter …
to be thrilled by the stars at night;
to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring-these are some of the rewards of the simple life.
Source: John Burroughs
To talk of the simple life fits so naturally into a season that represents a simple holiday taken to the extremes of modern life.
I have talked about “Hurry Sickness” before. This is a term I borrowed from a CD by Wayne Dyer.
In a season that encompasses both the beauty of giving, and the absurdity of commercialization that actually obliterates all meaning I find my self in a reflective mood.
How do I cure myself of “Hurry Sickness”?
The tendency is to attempted to recreate the simplicity of the past. We strive to “Go Back” to a simpler, gentler time, to “go back” to what was safe, familiar and comfortable–no unknowns. Rather than search for a new paradigm in which to live that embraces both old world values, and new age realities, we see instead the tried and true.
This is a very human condition that runs through much of what we do. We are creatures of our habits, breaking out and through posses difficulties we may feel unprepare to handle.
I know for my self that in seeking to divorce myself from a much too complicated life, I seek first the old and familiar places. As an example , I am an admirer of the old English Country life at the begining of the last century. I have read extensively of people who have left their Urban jungle for the peace and tranquility of country life.
Unfortunately, that England no longer exists. To attempt to “go back” is not possible, it is in the words of Abraham-Hicks rowing up stream, and in there most famous quote: “nothing you want is upsteam”.
The trick is to take what is good in the old: the peaceful, quiet pace, and blend it with our modern technology, which was suppose to free us, but has made slaves of the majority.
We cannot go back to the past, no matter how we try , it no longer exists in a physical sense. This moment is what is important, the now moment in which you create your new paradigm. In the now is everything, in this moment in time.
The question remains: how?
That is part of my journey, part of the reason I write.
I don’t believe there is a single correct answer, but a series of possiblities: roads down which we can travel, with eyes wide open for the discoveries that will bring us face to face with our dreams.
I do not have the answers.
With your help I seek them.
Bread (This is about one of those simple things.)