“The most complicated skill is to be simple.”
The simple is often overlooked. These beacons of light that are taken as too common to shift our attention are all around us, yet we pass among them so blindly that even our shadows remain oblivious to the pureness of the simple.
In a sphere of simplicity we find our silent truth.
It is here where we find how to just “be.”
Whether we objectify our lives, and fill it with things that distract us from living, or live through our transitory periods of experience with eyes for nuance and a hunger for ethereal feeling, the simple often eludes even the most seasoned of travelers.
My journey into exploring and truly realizing the simple happened quite possibly when I first began this blog. It began with simple thought. It began with writing feelings, and in turn, feeling what I read.
It was in those beginning moments here that I found what “being” truly meant, and to understand for the first time how the simple can become complicated beyond thought.
I found that when we finally realize that something just “is” we begin to understand how simple things really are.
For me, feeling just “is.” And it can’t be stated simpler. Life just “is.”
I, just “am.”
But, to truly explore the simple, one can look no further than a child’s story.
My son has a fondness for one of my childhood favorites–an old, classic cartoon version of “The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh.” Even the music mesmerizes him when the interlude begins, and I might be just as mesmerized myself, even at my age.
In the beginning, Pooh is introduced. It is explained that he lives in the Hundred Acre Wood in a house under the name Sanders, written in gold letters. Yet, no further explanation is given as to why the name Sanders is there.
Pooh simply, “lives” under the name Sanders–literally.
It’s so simple that it is actually a point of confusion for many. Yet, this is not the only simple part of the characters who dwell in Pooh’s world. You have the neurotic Rabbit, the depressive and pessimistic Eeyore, the shy Piglet and the exuberant Tigger. All exhibiting depths of personalities that we exhibit ourselves, and find around us daily.
However, Pooh just “is.” And, he knows it.
He lives directly through his experiences. He feels, simply. He thinks, simply. He seems careless, but has a keen awareness. He is, for lack of a better term, simple.
He just is, existing and comfortable in his existence.
We should all take a lesson from this simple bear. We should look at ourselves and ask, can we simply “be?” One does not have to become someone else in order to know who he is. Though, sometimes we do have to get lost in order to find our way back home.
But, the journey is long.
As we age, we are in a constant dance with the complicated. Though, it is often us who are the complicators. Then one day we realize this hard truth and we find that we are only dancing with ourselves, and we’ve missed our simple partner–life.
It is only when we can sit comfortably and recognize this that we may find the truth that we all so secretly seek.
Enjoy the dance.
And.. Let it be simple.