Exotic and yet quaint?
We just watched a video about Hinduism in India... obviously too broad a subject to be covered thoroughly by a British commentator in less than an hour. Nonetheless, I love watching the lifestyle that they keep. I become so disillusioned with "modern" society sometimes, and it seems wonderful to me to live in a self-sufficient community. Agricultural, rural, simple... Everyone works and everyone plays, everyone is dependent upon one another and no one is allowed to be lazy or greedy. Of course I realize that there are serious difficulties - floods, storms, droughts, diseases, and so forth. But mightn't it be worth it?
Think of it. Just think for a moment. Living with the Earth again. Living intimately with the seasons and the land. Having a close working relationship with your neighbors and animals. No worries about emissions, miles per gallon, stock markets, nuclear weapons, artificial deadlines, busywork, brand names, advertising schemes, obesity, boredom, uselessness... Life can be devoted to living. Eating, sleeping, working, playing, thinking, breathing.
*sigh* Anyway. It sounds wonderful from afar. I'm much too comfortable in my life here - I need to do some work for once. And I don't mean reading philosophical treatises on Jewish kashrut or Platonic discourses on erotic love, contemplation, and the ascension of the soul.
I would love to live somewhere on land with horses and a farm. Goats, chickens, cows... with an old pick-up truck and maybe a small orchard. Growing most of what we eat, hanging laundry to dry outside on the line, sweeping and scrubbing floors, cooking, playing outside, living with the seasons again... Relaxing on the front porch with home-made lemonade and cookies. Maybe there could even be a swimming pond...
Okay, totally letting my fantasies running away with me. But really... what's to dislike about such a life?
Of course, I could go on about another fantasy about living a nice, average, suburban life in a small, liberal, hippie town. Street festivals and music festivals, guys with long hair, spontaneous guitar circles on the grass, small, locally-owned shops... That could be wonderful, too.
So could doing Peace Corps after college. That would be an eye-opener for sure, and I could do something worthwhile while bettering myself at the same time.
At the moment, however, I have to go to the campus dining hall; eat some horrible, artificial food; give an interview about resident checklists; go to yoga; go to horseback riding; go to my staff meeting; and study Ancient Greek...
Blessed be! I think I'll be daydreaming all day about my farm...
Think of it. Just think for a moment. Living with the Earth again. Living intimately with the seasons and the land. Having a close working relationship with your neighbors and animals. No worries about emissions, miles per gallon, stock markets, nuclear weapons, artificial deadlines, busywork, brand names, advertising schemes, obesity, boredom, uselessness... Life can be devoted to living. Eating, sleeping, working, playing, thinking, breathing.
*sigh* Anyway. It sounds wonderful from afar. I'm much too comfortable in my life here - I need to do some work for once. And I don't mean reading philosophical treatises on Jewish kashrut or Platonic discourses on erotic love, contemplation, and the ascension of the soul.
I would love to live somewhere on land with horses and a farm. Goats, chickens, cows... with an old pick-up truck and maybe a small orchard. Growing most of what we eat, hanging laundry to dry outside on the line, sweeping and scrubbing floors, cooking, playing outside, living with the seasons again... Relaxing on the front porch with home-made lemonade and cookies. Maybe there could even be a swimming pond...
Okay, totally letting my fantasies running away with me. But really... what's to dislike about such a life?
Of course, I could go on about another fantasy about living a nice, average, suburban life in a small, liberal, hippie town. Street festivals and music festivals, guys with long hair, spontaneous guitar circles on the grass, small, locally-owned shops... That could be wonderful, too.
So could doing Peace Corps after college. That would be an eye-opener for sure, and I could do something worthwhile while bettering myself at the same time.
At the moment, however, I have to go to the campus dining hall; eat some horrible, artificial food; give an interview about resident checklists; go to yoga; go to horseback riding; go to my staff meeting; and study Ancient Greek...
Blessed be! I think I'll be daydreaming all day about my farm...