We finally got a sunny day, so before we left for town, we washed some clothes and hung them out to dry. A few hours later when we got back home, the clothes we hung out were already dry. I love the convenience of a dryer as much as anyone. But the smell and freshness of clothes hung on the line can’t be beat. You may think that romanticizing about doing without is just a way to justify one’s poverty. Hell, you may be right. But once you embrace a circumstance, it makes the inconvenience a bit more tolerable.
I sometimes miss the rat race; I could also miss the convenience of having a golf cart. But I sure don’t miss the racket either one makes or that damn gas smell. Life is what you make it. For a long time after my first heart attack, I had no energy to do anything. But over time I’ve regained some of that energy through walking and mindfulness. Making the most of out the menial task I had to do. With reasoning and acceptance most disabilities become second nature. The same can be said for money and status.
Sitting here in the bright crisp winter sun, I’m not missing warmer weather or a full bank account. Not even a clothes dryer. What I would miss is the peace and serenity that I’m currently feeling. If my life were only about getting ahead and the desire of more power. What a sad, burdensome life it would be. So much sadness drives by this corner lot every day. It’s a wonder anyone can still think or even reason. Don’t let the world temp you with convenience. When breathing and awareness are all we really need.