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.
~John Burroughs
I wonder … do our lives seem complicated because we tend to make them that way? Why is it that the more we have, the more we want? If we strive for the biggest, the fastest, the most and the best, are we not compounding our problems? When we take the time to question where we’ve been and where we’re going, don’t the answers always seem to return to basic and elementary foundations?
Life is fragile and too short; I learn that more and more every day. Getting caught up in the rat race and keeping up with the Joneses isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. These days I find more joy in genuine people than artificial things. To stay focused on what really matters, I feel the need to slow down, remove the distractions which attempt to lure me from an undemanding existence, and savor the truly important things in life. Living simply may very well hold the key to my happiness.
Yes, I’m in one of those deeply reflective moods today. Why do you ask?
2 comments:
How hard those little birds work to build nest after nest has always amazed me.
Really nice shot.
I have visions of you scaling a tall tree next to it to get just the right angle but I know you better then that! Nice job even if your feet were planted firmly on the ground.
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