I read something today on a journal I found through Weblog Review. You can read her entry "My Yogi Avon" here:
Beauty Dish
The statement that she made that struck me was, that the simple life she used to live with her Grandmother was no longer good enough.
Now I will let Beauty Dish speak for herself on what that means to her. And believe me, she did a good job of it.
But her statement struck me in a slightly different way.
There is a lot of pressure on us these days to acquire "the best", "the right", the "perfect" possessions, jobs, homes, cars, computers, friends,..... you name it. Not only are we encouraged to get these things, there is the added, more insidious and damaging message, that if you do NOT fall into line on your way to these goals, you are lazy, not forward thinking, unmotivated, uneducated, underachieving, unenlightened, ... (add your derogatory descriptive word here). If we allow it to get to us, this heaps upon our heads a constant state of discontent.
Oh, I know I have whined about this before, and you are probably heartily sick of hearing about it. But the pressures have not decreased, nor the influences diminished.
(And this from someone who was drooling over a $2300.00 Tablet PC just yesterday.)
Just because I am conflicted, doesn't mean I can't talk about it!
I remember when I was about 10 years old, growing up in a small town, that there were three grocery stores all within a few dozen yards of each other. Not one of these owners made a fortune. They made a living. They paid their mortgage, raised their families, and maybe got a new car every 5 or 6 years. I don't remember them hanging their head in shame because they were not the owners of some giant grocery chain living in a mansion on top of a hill somewhere, packing away enough retirement money to live the lifestyles of the rich and famous. They were just making a living. None of them died destitute, but they didn't die millionaires either.
But I'm telling you, the message that no matter who you are, if you apply yourself properly, you can end up fabulously wealthy, is fed to us day in and day out. At least it is in America. I don't know if it's this bad in other countries. You'll be sure to let me know won't you?
I also remember our stuff meaning more to us than it does now. When someone bought a new car, it was a neighborhood event. I recall distinctly going for a ride in a new car that a friend of our family had just bought. It was a thrill for him to show us how all the things worked on the dash and how smooth it drove and we were all so happy for him. We were gone for an hour, driving out on the country roads enjoying the good fortune of our hard working friend.
There are people getting new cars all the time now, and they only keep them a few years and then it's , "Oh yeah, I traded that in for a new one." And they all seem to be luxury cars now a days too. You just try finding something similar to a 1967 Dodge Dart with a manual transmission and rubber floor mats and no radio. I dare you.
Oh never mind. Pay no attention to me. I'm hopelessly out of touch, out of date, out of fashion. I guess I'm becoming a grouchy old geezer. But at least I still remember how to find joy in small things. And I hope I never forget.