Image of 'Earth Pheonix' courtesy of Kagaya
Earth herself, is a redeemer. She accepts all that dies into herself and regenerates all anew. She transforms decay into development, and waste into growing wonder. However, this cycle of miracle has a time span, just like any process with a start and finish. We have disregarded her patience–trying to convince ourselves that we have control over the redemption of things in life we all need to survive: food, water, air.
This is a gross mistake.
Country vs City Photograph by Jason Melcher
Seasons. Bread. Simple. Rain. Bake. Sunshine. Soil. These are the things of high value in a rural life. These things, when abundant, keep our soul alive and well.
Sarcasm. Boast. Sophisticated. Snide. Banter. Skyscraper. Street. These are the things of high value in a city life. These things, to keep abundant we consider our souls to sell.
There is no doubt that technology has has changed the standard of what the masses would call a good life. Fancy gadgets, convenience, and sleek design gleam in our eyes. We are distracted from the fulfilling, connected, the rooted. It would do us well to balance the almost magical mechanics we have discovered to benefit not just the people parading in city streets, but also those who laboriously pick our food on dirt paths.
In this modern world full of cutting edge technology, intertwined globalism and hyper connectivity, it seems all things are becoming increasingly complex. To manage this, we constantly update our business partners, friends, and family–near or far–on what we are doing, where we are doing it, and with whom all from our fingertips. We upload, download, buffer, send, save, draft, file, share, shut down, power up, charge, and reset our lives, just so we can put it to sleep, and do all again tomorrow with a new set of data. All this convergence and speed is meant for the sake of convenience. However, is life any easier, more enjoyable, or more simple?
In this manic state in which the world operates, it’s easy to undermine the value of genuine simplicity.
Instead of sending flowers via an e-card, walk through a garden with someone. Instead of grabbing a quick bite, properly prepare a meal for yourself & others. Instead of sending a text, post a hand written letter. Time is all we have in this life, and that is not even guaranteed. For most, 100 years at best. What will we make of it? How will we enjoy it? Who will we help? What will we leave for others to remember?
Rushing through convoluted, hectic days scratching through our to do list will never serve and satisfy as a single simple act into which you have put your whole heart.