For a period of a few months I was very into the YouTube videos put out by The School of Life. If you’re not familiar with The School of Life, it’s meant to be a place to find modern day, sensible self-help advice. Not the sort of thing I would normally read, but Maria Popova of Brain Pickings recommended it, and I always take notice of her recommendations.
Anyway, they had one video that struck me in particular. The video is simply titled “In Praise of The Quiet Life.”
The video argues, quite convincingly, for the value of pursuing a quiet existence, one driven not by the acquisition of money, power, possessions, and esteem but rather by solitude, simplicity, and contentment. It’s an appealing notion, and I think it’s why I most enjoy the summers.
In summer, the quiet life seems easily attainable to me.
I sit here at home, write blog posts, send the occasional business email, and read whenever I like.
Sometimes I go rock climbing. Some days I take a walk.
Most days I go visit with my ninety-three-year-old grandma, whom I’m privileged to still have living next door.
I rise at seven. Or maybe I rise at nine.
In the mornings I drink tea. In the evenings I may drink a beer. At night I may even go out. Or stay in.
My life is simple, free of worry and rush.
I breathe in.
I breathe out.
I give thanks.
I am content.