Any movement – any culture – will fail if it cannot paint a picture of a world that people will want to go to.
This quote is as important today as it was when King said it. While I can picture the world I want to live in, painting it isn’t possible, I’m not that skilled with a paint brush. Therefore, words are all I have today.
When I first downsized my belongings I found I was left with less material possessions than I had imagined possible at the start. I began my downsizing as an effort to declutter my over-flowing kitchen cabinets. During the process I realized I was existing in the shadow of a former life. Here I was a mother who no longer had children at home yet every where I looked in my home the stuff I was caring for, cleaning and maintaining, was the possessions of a mother whose children still lived with her.
I never set out to associate myself with any particular philosophy. When I first downsized people began to ask me if I was trying to be a minimalist. Prior to my downsizing I had only heard the term minimalism associated with art and architecture.
I found Christine’s slow living month by month part way through the year and decided to follow along. It has been a wonderful way of seeing just how much I accomplish each month, and how much I get to enjoy my life on a daily basis.
Being as how we are entering in a new year, I thought I would make some changes to the blog, nothing big just a few tweaks. First, I finally swallowed my pride and added a page where you can see my apartment in full color pictures. There are still things I would like to change but there it now is for all to see. Then I decided to change the look of the blog, feel free to let me know what you think of the new look
I happened upon a copy of Little House on a Small Planet at the library Monday. I’m not too far in to it yet, but I realized that I knew what I wanted subconsciously in a new home, before I even found it. I’ve lived here a year and a half and never realized this was buried in my subconscious waiting to be found.
It’s rare when I get mail, but when I do it’s usually junk mail. That’s what I got yesterday. At first glance I determined this wasn’t something I was interested in, but then the art work on the cover got my attention.
After a crazy weekend I needed some downtime and choose to do so with a book. A friend has given me two large boxes of books to pass on for her and of course I had to see what was in each. I picked up a book titled Wilding of America. While I shouldn’t have been surprised by what I read, I realized I recognized a lot of the principles in this. What surprised me was that I hadn’t put together that the answer to many of our social ills can be found in living a simpler life. Could it really be that simple?
My hometown has a lot of very special features going for it. Yesterday we took advantage of a couple of them to the delight of my grand-daughter. One of our favorite places is a group of platforms (five in all) built for children and the disabled to have a safe place with easy access to fish in. It’s also the only place where you don’t have to have a license to fish.