Last week I made more than an appropriate amount of jokes about the evening our home internet was out. In this day, when there’s no internet there is also little social media (if you live in bad cell service like I do) and absolutely no TV. I proceeded to spend my time working on a long overdue embroidery project while listening to Jane Austen’s Persuasion on audiobook. I felt so early nineteenth century and applauded myself that Jane would have approved… (She absolutely wouldn’t have, but that’s neither here nor there.)
What struck me about the whole unplanned evening was the simplicity of it. I deeply enjoy both things–well, technically three things I guess: embroidery (which I’m not strong at), Jane Austen, and audiobooks… Yet, I am terrible about doing these things with any consistency. Instead I opt for the video game, the streaming things, or leaving the house. None of these things are bad, but none of them are especially simple either. Sure, they are easy enough to do, (well, other than leaving the house. The pandemic changed me! Can I get an amen?) but with them they bring such a level of chaotic energy and overstimulation.
Anyway, I haven’t been able to shake the feeling of that time last week and in those thoughts came a realization that I have never once thought of:
I deserve a simple life.
YOU deserve a simple life.
We have been programmed to chase such business, but there is rest–genuine rest and soul filling nurturing–in the simplicity.
My soul was certainly aching for it… Is yours?
M
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