I am – again – cleaning my office. Turns out my desktop is made of glass.
Have kicked up the process this time by getting rid of a couple of liquor boxes worth of my books. Including a few from my college days. Considering I graduated some forty years ago and at one time lived in a seventeen-foot-long van, surprises even me I still have Political Philosophies Of The Western World. Heavy as a doorstop, too.
The irony of reducing clutter by donating Radical Simplicity is not lost on me. I just don’t think my sixty-inch flat screen TV will fit in a yurt. However, Dan Price has written an outstanding little book that should be required reading for all you wannabe reality stars, especially if you actually do have the winning Power Ball ticket
“…My main focus all along has been to somehow dodge all those lassos being thrown by that darn cowboy called life…I’m trying to ignore all the societal pressures that try to define who I’m supposed to be or what is deemed ‘successful.’” Price writes. “I’d like to just honor our sacred earth by becoming so small, so quiet, and so unsubstantial that the environment I inhabit feels barely a whisper of my minuscule existence…”
Like a book about racing the marathon – keeping all of those – one does not have to adopt every concept, just absorb the gist of the philosophy. And adapt the information to your own game.
Price quotes Goethe: “To live within limits. To want one thing. Or a few things very much and love them dearly. Cling to them, survey them from every angle. Be one with them – that is what makes the poet, the artist, the human being.”
A wonderful woman…a dog or two…cable and a DVR come to mind. Those are my limits.
This damn office. Still haven’t found the gift card I hid to wrap up for my wife last Christmas.