“The more we have, the less we own.”
I grew up in a simpler age, the 1950′s. We lived on a 100-acre dairy farm.
We were Mennonite.
I should know all about simplicity, right?
Of course, it’s not that simple.
Recently someone asked for advice on how to simplify his life.
In turn, I asked for advice among my wise friends.
One of them rephrased the question. Why do I want to simplify my life? What will sustain me in my quest for simplicity? Then the what question: what do I want to simplify? My consumption? My schedule? The how questions can follow.
That’s the response that dug itself into my spirit. As a result, I did something this morning that hurt a little. I deleted an entire blog post draft. It was full of practical advice about simplicity, including a lovely video for inspiration.
I’ve wasted it. Deleted it. No amount of repeating Thoreau, or singing Shaker hymns makes our lives more simple. We’ve all heard these. Profound as they are, they seem impossible to implement without becoming a monk. And if you think life in a monastery is simple, just read Thomas Merton’s journals.
In a post about simplicity, it seems fitting to strip away the practical advice to go to the essential question first.
Do you crave simplicity? Why? Why not? What does simplicity look like to you?
Have you found a way to sustain your search?
The question implies that finding simplicity is not easy and that we need each other. Please leave your questions, and responses, below.