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Exploring ways to live more simply for all kinds of reasons, including as an antidote to this crazy, chaotic time in human history we're all living through...
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On dealing with peak uncertainty (opens the original)
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“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance” ~ Alan WattsI’m not entirely sure, but I think, maybe, I’ve reached peak uncertainty. (That’s me trying to be lighthearted about the heavy predicament our world currently finds itself in.)It’s not that my life is falling apart; by any objective measure it’s full of goodness and privilege. I’m not experiencing a big, catastrophic event like a flood, a bushfire or a hundred-year storm that stops every
Sunday writings #14 (opens the original)
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I have a dress-circle seat at the best show in town. The cost of admission: an hour or two on a weekend afternoon. I sit on the grass, kick off my shoes and look out. The sea-blue is pocked by explosions of white. There are whales everywhere, torpedo-ing the air from the deep, “breaching” a totally inadequate word for all that animal exuberance. I watch two humpbacks in a splashing match: one rolled on its side, flinging a pectoral fin, its white belly bright under the surface; the other smashin
Why I write about simplicity (opens the original)
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Have you ever had a word wriggle its way into your life and somehow, before you know it, become an earworm, a mantra, a north star you end up steering your life by? For me, that word always been “simple”. What’s the simplest way to do this, make this, communicate this? What’s a simple solution to this problem? Will this decision, work project, piece of clothing make my life simpler? Questions like these seem to constantly percolate through my brain. So when I started this Substack a year ago thi
Sunday writings #13 (opens the original)
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Starting to write as it’s starting to rain. It was sunny when I spread out my cotton blanket beside the lake. The wind making the weather change its mind every five seconds. Is the rain coming or going? Am I coming or going? Sprinkles on my bare arm, this page in my notebook — should I leave? — then the sun shines weakly through the paperbarks. I decide to stay. A willy wagtail sashays at the lake’s edge. The sky greys again. The wind’s breath is cold on my skin. Beyond the dune on the far side
Life isn't short. We just need to live it more slowly (opens the original)
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“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough” ~ Rabindranath TagoreLife is short, everyone says. How are you? Busy! How is it August already? Where has the year gone? It’s embedded in our psyches — and our harried, scarcity-driven culture — that we never have enough time. I say these things too, but there’s a small, knowing part of me that doesn’t want to play along, that doesn’t believe life is short (and not just because I’ve experienced hard days that just would not end),
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