I don’t know about you but often in the middle of the day I scream for the need of air.I have this urge to stop running and stop for a while and smell the roses.
Life with simplicity gives me meanings.After a long day at work I enjoy to get in my car and go for a ride.Sometimes I go to places as I feel the need to bond but often I am going for a ride as I enjoy being out.Although I am surrounded by rules to ensure that I achieve everything I planned,I enjoy to take a break from the normality.I am covered layers by layers in worries,plans,goals and to do lists but at my core I expose my nakedness and express my freedom with simplicity.
“A simple life is not seeing how little we can get by with—that’s poverty—but how efficiently we can put first things first. . . . When you’re clear about your purpose and your priorities, you can painlessly discard whatever does not support these, whether it’s clutter in your cabinets or commitments on your calendar. (148)”
Simplicity for me matters the most.It gives me serenity and peace.It rekindles and rewire s every single sense of control.For moments I could feel lost from the reality but so bonded with the nature.I can easily smell the air and utter for the plasticity of the nature.I can connect with what is lost.The noise and all its people. Although alone I feel the warmth of people and the nature.I can feel the battle of the little plant who seek to get out from the frozen ground,the little drop of water stopped on the little leaf.Could feel the silence unveiling its beauty.Silence ,in most times is the most beautiful sound.The sound of untold,unborn and not to happen.
I do believe in simplicity.For me simplicity means to enjoy my morning coffee whilst half naked.Moving and feeling the touch of the bedding and the warmth of my body whilst the air carelesses me gently.
For me simplicity means a love affair.A complicated affair with the inner and outer self until decide what is right and what is wrong.The trivial moment when “I don’t want to wake up” marries “ one more time”.
Simplicity means a failure of the math exam,when solving a difficult problem doesn’t spark the Eureka moment.Simplicity frees the equation of all imcumbrances,theorems,formulas,data and reduces to the most simplistic term.Simplicity means the core of the atom when the particles plays its round.
Simplicity omits the distorted course of life.It doesn’t have the need to run by all the ups and downs but rather by the moment.
Simplicity is the collection of memories played and collected in a little boxes.It stores moments lived and spurred at every single moment of time.
Simplicity means making love to the core.Having passion,romance,aggression and tenderness.Discovering Matisse’s dancers and embraces in the moves.
Simplicity brings back the childhood and the wisdom.The dreams,the plays ,the games,the sunsets,the smells of the baked cookies ,the touches of your lover ,all that count when the time stops.For me simplicity means to sit on the bench next to the lovely 80 years old lady who keeps telling me the same story again and again and laugh together at her jokes until my belly hurts.
Simplicity means sipping my cold coffee until I crave for the next one.
At the utmost,simplicity is my own drug who bugs my escape from the reality and getting back to the simple duties and interest I almost forgotten.It derails my concept of being who I need to be and remain the old me,the raw version of my inner beauty.In my simplicity I get charmed and awed by the awakening moment when all are rejoiced at their best.Nature unfold its beauty and I am there to capture the moment.
I have being kissed slowly and passionately by life ,unravelling my desire for more.
I dont understand all the things what surround me but I dont try to change the course of nature,I don’t hunt the phantom of “what if” but rather I make aquitances with “seduce me,I am all yours”.
I embrace simplicity with everything I have.And as Leornardo da Vinci quotes once: “Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.”
And at the darkest moment simplicity commit adultery with the daily norm.It remains mute and confused but the speed of daily chores and the rounds which often are bribed by our greediness for more and more.
Like the pyramids simplicity often fades its beauty when the storm comes.Compromises reins in our despairs if it allows.Simplicity starts with me and you.With the shyness “hello” which is forgotten by default.