Let me start off with some special words from that old scallywag, Lao Tzu.
“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.”
Allow me to introduce, to some of you, the philosophy of SLOW LIVING.
Now, I’m no stranger to the concept of slow living; for the past eleven months, I’ve been firmly established on that path. However, I had no idea there was actually a social movement by that name. How very exciting! Allow me to summarize for you and yes, before we even begin, this is closely related to intentional living.
There was a song written in the early 70’s, by Harry Nillson, called “Gotta Get Up.” Give it a listen sometime. It is fast pace, frenetic in pace, and it is that way for a reason, for the song is about hurrying through a day, trying to accomplish all that needs to be accomplished, and arriving home at night completely spent, exhausted, only to do the same thing again the next day.
Sound familiar to any of you?
Modern society seems to be stuck at warp speed, and that speed has increased over the years. We seem to have an almost manic need to do more in less time, or do more in the same time, or just do more, dammit. At the same time, we have seen a proliferation of fast-food restaurants, delivery programs, self-checkout aisles, order online so you don’t have to wait in line, hell, they will bring the order out to the parking lot for ya, just call ahead and there it is, shopping couldn’t be easier, or faster, than it is in 2024. And we need it, by God, we need it, because we have shit to do, lots of shit to do, and it all has to be done now, not later, now, and you know damned well I’m telling the truth and you know damned well you are included in this diatribe.
We have become good little worker bees, higher productivity, working smarter, working faster, more productivity, thank you, and call the sitter, need someone to watch the kids, fifth night this week but that’s okay, they have their computer games to play and social media to lurk about, compiling likes and favorable emojis as mom and dad dazzle the employers with their incredible work prowess, thus assuring they will have a job this time next week.
Stress? Anxiety? Depression? Take a pill, take a shot, take a snort, find a way to balance the scales with some manufactured “feel good,” and all will be well, or don’t do those things, talk to your therapist, set new personal records in lifting or squats, go run a half-marathon, make sure you take selfies as you do those things because the other self-possessed need to see their support system, and, and, and, and, and . . .
Tell me I’m wrong.
And I will tell you this . . .
Slow the hell down, breathe deep, and learn how to embrace slow living.
Yes this ties in with intentional living.
What is your goal in life? What is your vision? And what in the holy hell is the point of working so many hours?
46% . . . the latest percentage of Americans living paycheck to paycheck. That is absolutely astounding. Almost half of working America is one lost paycheck away from not being able to pay the bills. Only 10% of American families have the recommended $1000 in savings in case of an emergency.
Personal debt has reached an all-time high in the U.S. The average debt, in America, is over $59,000, spread out between home mortgage, car payments, student loans, and credit cards.
Can you say madness? And so we work harder, work longer, take on second and third jobs, gotta pay the man, gotta get out from under, and all the while, get this, the cost of living continues to rise, while wages remain basically the same, and the cost of eggs rises to $8.00 per dozen.
And so we work harder, work longer, take on second and third jobs, and . . . and . . . and . . .
Tell me I’m wrong?
The American Dream is a myth, and if I was into conspiracies, I would say the Captains of Industry have us all wrapped around their little pinkies.
But . . .
Maybe, just maybe, you would like to get off the hamster wheel, stop pedaling like crazy, and slow down, and in order to do that you will need to be willing to simplify your life. Trim down, scale down, settle down on the spending, do without the luxuries, cut out unnecessary expenses . . . in short, change your damned lifestyle.
And, in so doing, regain your life.
I’m fully aware that some of you reading this think I am bonkers. I gave up the American Dream, sold my security blanket (house), and now live one step above the homeless. 😊 But you know what? I owe on a car I just purchased. It is the only debt I have. I am able to save at least 50% of my Social Security and freelance writing income, each month, and that would be more if I quit going to the coffee shop and ordering six-dollar mochas.
I have seven thousand dollars in savings, full discloser, just in case. I do not have a mortgage payment. I do not need to work at all. I am dead serious when I say the economy could tank tomorrow and it would barely register with me. And, please believe me, I am not boasting. I am simply saying it is possible to slow down, simplify your life, and spend more time living an intentional life, with your happiness the primary goal.
I have mentioned this before, but it needs to be repeated. One of the things I hear that just makes me cringe is someone saying “I meant to do that, but I just didn’t have the time.” What a pile of horse do-do. Correct me if I’m wrong, but time hasn’t changed in our lifetimes. There are still twenty-four hours each day. What that person should have said, a truly true statement, is “I had the time but I didn’t choose to spend it on that nonsense.”
We all have twenty-four hours each day. How we spend those hours makes all the difference.
To those who love the work they do, who love accumulating wealth, and can’t imagine having a better life than they have now, I am silently giving you a standing ovation. However, you are in the minority, no doubt about it, because I firmly believe the majority of Americans, dare I say the majority of working humans, are no closer to their dreams today than they were five years ago, and they certainly do not feel satisfied on a day-to-day basis.
Tell me I’m wrong.
Now, for those of you who believe in fairy tales, let’s pretend that the economy will get better. Let’s pretend that in the near future you will be paid a living wage but will be expected to work FEWER hours for that wage. Let’s pretend your job will suddenly be fulfilling and give you a sense of pride. Let’s pretend the corporate wealth will TRICKLE DOWN, shout out to President Ronnie, and you will not have to live paycheck to paycheck.
And friends, Santa Claus isn’t real.
If there is going to be meaningful change in your life . . . if your dream has any chance of becoming a reality . . . the major changes will need to happen within your way of thinking and in how you approach life. Otherwise, you will become a living definition of insanity: Doing the same thing, day in and day out, but expecting, suddenly and miraculously, different results.
Simplify and slow down.
While you still have time to do so.
Ann, I was determined to reply to one of your comments today. I have been so bad about that, of late, so I’m quite happy I followed through on this one. I smile at people I pass by all the time. I always say hello. Sometimes they reciprocate, sometimes not, but it certainly does not hurt me to make the effort. Senile? Certainly not you, young lady; with me there is a distinct possibility. 🙂
bill
And slow-living is so good for the soul and for one’s health. I’ve recently realised I worry too much so I tell myself it does me no good, think positive and smile at everyone – they probably think I’m going senile but I don’t care! I spend less, I do more outside and I enjoy the company of children who have such a fresh and honest outlook on the world. It makes me happy and I want to pass on that feeling.
Sue, what a lovely pleasure to hear from you. I never get notifications from your blog; it sounds like maybe you are not writing lately, and that may be the reason. I know I’ve signed up for that thing several times. 🙂
So glad to hear you are painting more, although selfishly I miss your writing. You are such a lovely person, and it’s good to know, one way or another, you are sharing your talents with the rest of us.
Hugs and love always
Bill
Hi Bill… Firstly.. I want to wish you and Bev a very happy New year… and second.. No you are not living in fairy land… You are following your own dream.. That which we all should be following instead of being caught in that Hamster wheel..
Taking the time out to breatheeee., take in nature and just BE is what living is all about.. And there is no time like the present.. For tomorrow never comes..
I have been swapping the computer keys for my brushes and paints.. and Enjoying doing the things which please me.. I got off the hamster wheel almost ten years ago when I retired aged 60… and my life has never been fuller since..
Enjoy your Moments and those trips to the coffee shop Bill.. Its the small pleasures in life that mean the most..
Sending LOVE and Hugs your way xx <3 xx Sue x
That’s an eye opener, isn’t it, Marlene, the good days in a tiny little RV, traveling around. Thank you for sharing that. Not many people can imagine such a thing. Oh sure, they can RV in the summer for vacation, but sell off everything and do it full-time? Craziness! Americans stockpile stuff; we don’t sell it and have nothing. That just isn’t done in this country. And yet we both are living proof that it can be done and done happily.
Thank you, Tammy. I applaud your decision to live in a tiny home once you have an empty nest. Bravo to you.
Bill, you are absolutely right. For years society asked for instant gratification and this is the price of having it. Your way of life is an inspiration to anyone missing the good old days and you have inspired me to think of ways to slow things down in my daily life.
You have a keen way of putting things into perspective, Bill. At my age, it is time for me to jump on the slow living wagon. I was living that lifestyle for a while, but slowly, I found myself right back on the fast track and now not loving it at all. That is why, recently, I made the decision to quit. I decided that if my retirement income is not enough to make ends meet, then I will have to give up some things. And I’m going to be happy about that. My most fun times were when my husband and I lived in a tiny little RV, traveling from here to there. We didn’t have much, but THAT was living.