I remember learning to sew with Simplicity patterns as a kid, and noticing that while they may have been simple, they sure weren't easy. It seems to be the same with life in general. Simple living isn't necessarily easy living, but with attention and practice, it's a heck of a lot easier than what I've done in the past.
Our little life here is about as simple as it gets in this country. We live in a 29 foot trailer, which as it turns out, is plenty of room for the two of us, our necessary stuff, and our two dogs. I could make beads in there too, but have opted for an "extra room" to use as my studio. After all, we work in a campground, so it makes sense to do some of my work in a tent. It saves on set-up and tear-down, which in itself greatly simplifies my life.
I think the simple life has also led us to simpler tastes in a lot of things we didn't foresee. I'm finding myself less and less interested in anything complicated - food, relationships, clothes, hair, and even my work. Maybe it's the warming weather (although it's really taking its sweet time this year!), but I'm noticing that I'm less and less drawn to some of my complex, show-offy bead styles, and more and more happy making simple, beautiful strands that somehow just make my eyes happy. I no longer feel like I have something to prove. For now, let somebody else make the jam packed intricate stuff. It makes my head hurt to even think of it. I'm much more interested in creating simple, beautiful objects that will somehow make people's lives a little more serene and elegant.
This could be bead business suicide, I realize that. I just hope my customers will ride along with me for a while, and embrace the simplicity. It's likely that I'll do the complex beads again, maybe tomorrow, maybe months from now - but not until I'm in the mood for them. I know that it never works to try to force something when my heart just isn't in it. All I do is make a mess when that happens.
So today it's officially summertime, and well, yes, the livin' is indeed pretty darn easy. I don't know what the fish and cotton are doing, but I know what I'm doing. Making pretty things, eating lovely food, and remembering to breathe whenever simplicity wants to turn complex. It's kind of a Zen Beadist thing. Simple... and sometimes easy too, when I relax a little bit.