Keeping It Real

I read Woolly Wormhead’s blog every time she puts out a new entry. Yes, it is a knitting blog, but she writes just about everything. The last entry struck a cord within me & so I thought I would share with you all the points & paragraphs that struck home.

The entry is titled: Keeping It Real

“There are numerous reasons why we choose to live the way we do, living an alternative, low tech and simple lifestyle. One of those reasons is the sense of community with like minded people, people who accept you the way you are, for what you are, without judgement. To many, we live on the fringes – there isn’t room for people to choose to live as we do within mainstream society. Our politics or lifestyle choices don’t fit, our want to not be pinned down to bricks and mortar clashes with the status quo, and like any other human being, we gravitate towards those of a similar mind.”

I would love to & do my best to live a low tech & simple life. I take great pleasure in the fact that I don’t have data plans on my phone, don’t have cable, don’t need to have the latest new technology that is released. Even the food I cook is simple. I do my best to shop locally & only when I can’t find it or get what I need here do I shop non-local. I completely agree with Woolly Wornhead.

“My point is this: life happens. It isn’t a jolly little journey through which we can happily skip without a care in the world. Shit happens. And amazing stuff happens, too.

I, for one, am sick to death (almost, quite literally) of those who insist that we should all be happy, all of the time. That isn’t real life, it’s a veneer. This idea that we all have to grin and bear it, or better yet, sweep it under the carpet and pretend it doesn’t exist, is a damaging one. This mentality that is alive and well in many areas, that suggests that the negative should never be mentioned or the different should never be accepted, is a problem. A big problem.”

Yep, life isn’t a happy merry go round, never has been never will be. I, personally, refuse to be anything but myself. Between the bullies in school to events knocking me down I have learned that you always have to pick yourself back up. Oh, you can have help picking yourself up, but YOU have to want to get back up. Yeah, I know it isn’t easy nor is it pain free, but throughout my life (all 32 years) it all comes down you whether you want to get up or not. Yes, it s a lot easier to remain down & out, but that doesn’t do anyone any good. I do my best to accept people the way they are & I think I do a pretty good job, but then I am still fighting to pick myself back up from last year.

I know, just when you expect more knitting, I give you thinking things, lol.