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Once upon a time there were two little sisters.
One was called ‘Enough’ and one was called ‘Busy’.
Both were lovely little girls though very different.
When ‘Enough’ was born she was destined to be different.
‘Enough’ would see the world through eyes that could see no scarcity or competition.
‘Enough’ would see love, abundance and creation.
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 'Enough' dancing her heart out. 'Busy' had no time for dancing. |
‘Busy’ had no such destiny. ‘Busy’ was going to grow up and conform to society’s consensus and unfortunately for ‘Busy’ that meant seeing struggle, competition and scarcity, especially in this present economic climate.
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Mistakes was something I avoided like the plague, until one day in 2000 when I was thrust at full force from my safe boundaries into a whole new world and everything changed.
Before 2000 was a time where I only did things ‘the right way’ because it was expected in the world I then lived in.
Even when I desired to give things a go and try something different, especially in education, it never paid off.
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 Here I am definitely doing new things and making heaps of mistakes AND having lots of fun. |
Imagine making mistakes by trying things out at exam time!
Moving into a job made things worse, employers are not known for liking mistakes either.
Over time mistakes became a bad word and who else than the *little voice* picked up on that.
It picked up on that big time and for the *little voice* mistakes became something to be avoided like the plague.
This stopped me from freely exploring new things and my learning stopped completely.
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Not all of us buy into this truth about temporary that “nothing is worth doing; everything is wasteful because it’s only for a year” as you can see by the results in this photo.
Just imagine what I would have missed out on if both John and I had a *little voice* that said “Temporary means stop. Don’t do anything.”
When we arrived at this wonderful Garden of Eden, there were fruit trees but there was no vegetable garden to speak of; only paddocks and a small raised garden just big enough for herbs.
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 Look at this beautiful |
When John suggested that we create a veggie garden the size of half the top paddock my *little voice* had a lot to say; “Are you nuts, it’s a waste of time this is only a temporary arrangement, remember we’re only renting!”
And from then on this was the mantra or truth for the *little voice* all the time.
Holding on to this truth that “nothing is worth doing; everything is wasteful because it’s only for a year” could have stopped a lot of things; most of all eating wonderful homegrown vegetables.
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I have realized how dangerously dominating my *little voice* can be.
What *little voice* I hear you ask. You know it; it’s that voice that chatters away in your head.
It’s doing it right now. Pause for a moment and listen to it.
Well that *little voice*, that never has a pleasant thing to say and has tried its hardest to stop me in my tracks so many times.
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 What will my *little voice* say about this photo, my hair and my hat? |
It is never lovingly encouraging and certainly not in favor of me freely exploring new possibilities.
What is the aim of the little voice’s running commentary on my life?
Is it protecting me, is it doing it for my own good?
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Since I’ve been living in Waipu, in rural New Zealand my world has shrunk and my reality has changed considerably.
Talk about the simple life, I am currently the epitome
of simplicity and loving it.
I know simplicity is a hot topic at present and I feel very trendy, however even if it wasn’t trendy I would go for it. Shrinking down life is fantastic and my reality is outrageous.
I have gained so much by letting go.
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 How is that for a lunch room at work? |
Even at present when the whole world seems to be in turmoil and upset about one thing or another, I truck along in my beautiful world, loving every minute of it.
To arrive at a simple life is far from easy, at least it wasn’t for me.
It is the question; “Is there another way to do this?” that has kept me on the road to simple living.
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