People are rushing around in a state of stress, wishing for a slower life, wishing for a quieter place to find a peaceful moment, but working so hard so they can own more of this stuff that is stealing from us the very thing we wish we had. Simplicity. I love my simple life, but even I have to watch that all this modern technology not take over my life. I love my cell phone, love my computer, the laptop etc, but when I find myself sitting next to my husband, texting him, its a problem and we correct it. When I discovered my handwriting was getting sloppy and not very pretty, I realized that I need to write more. No more shopping lists made on the iPhone, but handwritten at the kitchen table. Small things but with perhaps a bigger impact on us than what we know. Simplicity works for us. Hauling in wood for the stove, spinning wool in the quiet of the morning, to weave with or knit with, calming the soul more than hours spent on the computer. Cooking from scratch, baking bread each week, praying for my family the entire time I knead the dough. Washing dishes by hand, talking, laughing. Playing board games or putting together a puzzle in the evening instead of watching someone being tortured on TV. Living life deliberately, for peace of mind and a good nights sleep. Living for God, and living for something more than just the moment I am in.