I try to imbue this blog with good intention. My hope is that the result doesn’t come across as too naïve, blithe or insincere.
I am trying to explore simplicity honestly. I’m not testing the concept with the ferocity of some who seeks an immediate truth. I haven’t necessarily pushed the extremes, I’ve merely tickled the edges. Perhaps extreme simplicity is an oxymoron? Or perhaps it is the only way?
Sometimes I feel a fraud. Am I really simplifying, or is it just an excuse to take things easy?
Our paths to simplicity and understanding are our own. As Thoreau said, “I would not have anyone adopt my mode of living on my account… I would have each one be very careful to find out and pursue his own way”.
As I wrote recently, simplicity isn’t always easy. Sometimes I choose the path of least resistance. Sometimes I just have no energy for it at all. Sometimes I have little motive to do anything, regardless of whether it’s simple or complex, important or trivial.
That’s just part of my condition. Some days the yellow fog of nihilism will rub its back upon my window pane… and I find it hard, oh so very hard, to find the fight or the desire to lift myself from this state.
I guess it’s all part of the process. Some might say this kind of angst is actually one of the more important pieces of the process. Although I’m lucky enough not to suffer from depression, I’d say that I’ve known the Black Dog.
I mention this because it’s important that my advice and my musings aren’t misrepresented as an attempt to placate, or pretend.
It helps to write about and share the nihilistic days.
I mention this because too many people who write blogs similar to this are keen to point out all the wonderful things you could be, without always acknowledging the trials and the failings and sometimes, the battle to get out of bed, (Let alone to travel the world, make a million and become a superhuman)
It helps to remember that the nihilistic days, or whichever days serve to overwhelm you, eventually pass. Like a fear of the dark or avoiding morbidness, at their worst they can be all consuming, yet dawn can leave you wondering what all the fuss was about. Even the richest, smartest, prettiest and most influential people suffer.
On this blog, I’ll promise to try not to embellish or pretend. I’ll call things as they are. By doing so, I hope my experiences can be of value.
I truly believe that simplicity is a path to contentment. The better we know ourselves, the better we can be.