A Simple Lie

I’ve heard a lot over the years about the “simple” life. Especially in the last half-decade or so, people are gung-ho to lead a more simplified life, eat simple foods, have simple hobbies, etc … Even long running tv shows like “The Victory Garden” have subscribed to this genre of living.

Every time I hear the phrase “The Simple Life”, I have to laugh. Because the reality is, it isn’t simple. No matter where you live, what you do for a career, the size of your house, or the diet that you eat, life is not simple.

It’s complicated.

Relationships with other people are complicated.

Making money is complicated.

Obtaining necessary life items is complicated.

Raising chickens is for certain complicated.

Raising children is even more complicated.

(I think you get the gist. )

So, honestly, no one lives a simple life. There is no simple life to live. If you are alive and you are living and you are doing anything – parenting, gardening, farming, banking, teaching, living in a bus, etc … – if you get out of bed in the morning and speak to anyone else, if you go to a store of any kind, if you pick up your smart phone from your bedside table, … you have already lost the “simple” life.

Simple is a lie we tell ourselves to make us feel better or perhaps make us feel like we’ve accomplished something more than we have. All I know is that if someone is selling you free range eggs in the farmer’s market along with their veggies and honey and jam, and they are extolling the virtues of living the “simple” life, they are lying to you.

Want proof? Okay, go buy a few chickens, dig a garden, and cook up a jar of jam. Then come tell me how simple your life really is.


2 thoughts on “A Simple Lie

  1. We’ve never owned chickens, but we’ve dug gardens, picked wild raspberries, elderberries, and red currants from our own shrub. We’ve cooked up six flavors of jam, and homemade pickles. If you want simple, go to Wal-Mart. 😉

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