Friday 16 July 2021

730 things — Day 117 of 365


Goodness me, how I admire this couple!


Perhaps because my own journey into simplicity was too slow, too self-determined — I never found my tribe, and it is the tribe that carries you forward — I know I will never live like this; it will remain only a dream for me.

I also had too many other lives to patch and uphold besides my own; it took all my resources and ingenuity just to protect the ordinary, rather 1950s English type of simplicity which is the way we follow. I never mustered the audacity and confidence to strike out deeper into the forest. But I take my hat off to the ones who do.


In my small and stubborn way, then, I continue to trudge along my hedgerow track of small-scale persistent relinquishment. Today, leaving my life are a collection of safety pins and a collection of screws. 



Both of these are very useful. I'm sure they are.

4 comments:

Julie B. said...

That was an amazing video. It makes me realize anew how much of a footprint I'm leaving. I try to do little things, but in light of how resourceful and willing to live with less others are, I feel a bit overwhelmed. I know that the older I get, the most healing things are those outside... rivers and streams, birds, trees, wildlife, cool breezes, the stars at night, Lake Superior. Thank you for making us more aware, and rightfully challenging some of us, dear Ember. xox

Pen Wilcock said...

Perhaps, especially as we grow old, the key to making progress is the happy realisation that we need to do not more but less? That makes it easier, and lifts away the overwhelm, for me. xxx

Nearly Martha said...

In some ways though, do you not feel that you have found your tribe in your writing and the responses to it?

Pen Wilcock said...

I have certainly found a lot of encouragement and kindness, and made some good friends, whom I value immensely. x