Simple not convenient


Whatever happened to simplicity? In this technological age, we push past simple for convenience. We make everything to be in the touch of our hand. Our phones, tablets, and even our cars have the whole world on it. While we do not have flying cars, this is truly the age of The Jetsons in many ways. I used to long for this advance. The day when cooking became push button, cleaning became programmed into a smart home. This day is here. And now I find myself longing for simplicity. When we hear the world is fatter, why are we truly surprised? We consume more and more everyday. More news, more TV, more gossip, and so much more that gluttony is not about food anymore. It is about us. On the fringes, there are those who push back, those who “live off the grid.” When you see tiny houses, this is push back against McMansions and huge mortgages that link us further to debt. When you see farm to table, this is the idea that food feeds but it’s also shareable. It’s grown not created in a factory with a list of unpronounceable ingredients. Food is about the farmer and workers who still toil the soil creating masterpieces of taste requiring very little fat or seasoning. The demand for convenience produces lazy thoughts, lazy solutions, and lazy people. I don’t mean to suggest we stop technology. Rather, I want to suggest we remember to use our hands to make and create. I want to suggest we remember to unplug on weekends and hug our loved ones, reach out to friends and family members because our time on ┬áthis earth is short. Simple means drinking water more often to quench our thirst and alert our minds that we need more things that ground us, remind us who we are.