On being simple.



Before now, I've been described as simple, and not in a pleasant way. In a 'less than' way.

Like that's a bad thing.

Like loving rainbows and kittens and walks in the rain is bad.  Like a life of good books and dear friends and happiness and Christmas countdowns is a bad.  Like days spent happy, fulfilled and content are not as aspirational as striving, pushing and having one's elbows out at all times.

Now don't get me wrong, I have my own hopes and dreams.  But the whole rat race, the coming out on top, the driving ambition....I don't really understand it.

Maybe I am simple.  Maybe I'm not smart enough to be that way.

But I'm definitely happy.

I just like to smiling.  Smiling's my favourite.*

And keeping things simple, focusing in on what fulfils and energises me, helps me to smile. In fact, it's something I'm aiming for more and more as I get older.  The joy and comfort of simplicity makes me a better, happier person.  So simple I shall be.

* of course, I get mad and sad like everybody else (especially when I'm hungry and tired!).  And of course there are bad moments and horrible things that happen, and I, like everyone else, try my best to muddle through like everyone, but for the most part?  I'm a pretty happy girl.
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2 comments:

  1. Darling - you are anything but simple. Anyone who thinks that is simply blind.

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  2. I think sometimes people are so focussed on what next that they miss the now. Yuo manage to hold on to both. That is the art x

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