Saturday, August 22, 2009

Frustrated - Modern Times

I'm trying to sit here and read my Eckhart Tolle book (The Power of Now). This book calls for concentration, so I'm trying not to heed to any distractions.

Do you want to know how often I get distracted while reading said book? Every 5 minutes or so (maybe 10). If it's not an email (I hear the alert), it's a text. If it's not a text, it's an email. I assure you, I'm not that popular! But geez, it quickly brings to mind how involved I am in today's technology. How quickly accessible we are. And you know what? There are times I love it and times I hate it. Today I hate it.

I often find myself daydreaming about living in a European lanscape, in a green valley surrounded by white-capped mountains. My dwelling is a moderate, though cozy log cabin. It's a 45 minute drive to anywhere and I have nothing but nature surrounding me. A small river flowing through the property for water, a small fenced in area for animals (y'know, maybe a goat or two, a cow for milk of course, sheep for shearing/wool). It would be a completely sustainable area. This is my 'get away' place (I guess it's no longer private, if I've just shared it with the world, is it? Okay, you can visit, but I'd like advanced notice, please. And you have to lend a hand on the homestead. Help with the animals? Or do you prefer to cook?) :)

I seem to go to 'this place' more and more often. I just want peace. I don't want technology around me 24/7, I don't want emotional breakups, conflicting friendships, stresses of money or rushing to do things because there are only x-amount of hours in the day (which are starting to get shorter now, btw).

So I'm going to go back to my rocker, sitting beside the window with a cool breeze coming in and read my book, learning to ignore interruptions.

Later Edit: If I'm not receiving said texts or emails, I find I'm texting others! Gah! I think next Lent I will consider giving up my cell phone.

4 comments:

Tilly said...

Ditto on this whole thing man, except I've been planning my off-grid, commie, pinko existence for somewhere in the Gatineau hills. Soon as I learn how to shear my own sheep I am the fuck out of here.

Perovskia said...

lol.. shearing is easy; it's spinning it for wool that's hard.

Anrosh said...

sometime ago i had written something similar on my blog --

Perovskia said...

Anrosh.. Good to see you :) Yes, I have been trying to have a quieter weekend. It's been successful :)

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