How much more complicated do our lives need to be? We work in our offices or at the factory. We commute back and too every day, eat lunch off the four dollar menu, and wonder why we are so miserable. I know I’m lucky in a lot of ways. I spend most of my time managing my home and typing away on this tiny keyboard. While I miss a lot of life’s casual luxuries, I certainly don’t miss the hassle of an average life.
I have friends and family that run and run and run, all for that mythical bass ring. Yet what happens in the end? A one-way ride to the cemetery, dying way too young, with a house full of kinfolk fighting for your stuff. I tell my kids I’m keeping it simple, since I ain’t got nothing, just set my ass on fire and throw my ashes to the wind.
I know that might sound morbid or a little funny but isn’t there usually a grain of truth in anything. I’m not saying give up your bass boat or the house you’re working hard to pay off. What I am saying is stop for a minute and ask yourself, “Am I really happy?” More than likely, your answer is going to be no.
The point is get rid the things that are more trouble then they’re worth. You might be surprised how little you really need. This not only goes for the material things in life, but the mental and spiritual baggage as well. I used to think I needed to be surrounded by stuff. What I have discovered is the tighter the loop, the stronger the knot. Don’t let unnecessary burdens drag you down. Open your eyes, clear your head, and breathe in what life has already given you.