Society, you’re a crazy breed. Hope you’re not lonely, without me.
Like many of you reading this blog, I was born and raised in the city. Sure, I’ve lived in a few different cities over the years – but they’re all the same in the end.
One of the reasons why I left Windsor in the first place was to escape city life. Again, nothing against Windsor – in fact, I love that city and the people who live there. It’s the way of life in general that was getting me down.
It felt like my only options while I was living in the city was to either get a meaningless job (even those are hard to come by nowadays) or go back to school. If you’ve read my last post, you know how school turned out for me.
The last thing I wanted to do was get back into career mode. This might sound like crazy talk to some of you, especially those of you who are desperately in search of work. The sad truth is many of you are currently in this position.
Society tells us the meaning of life is to go to school, get a job, make money and spend the rest of our lives shopping until we die. I don’t want to live that life. I’ve never wanted that life. I don’t want to waste my time running the rat-race enslaved by the 1%. It’s just not for me. (If you’re unfamiliar with the term 1% : Step 1 – Get the net. Step 2 – Google “Occupy Movement”).
Trust me. I’ve been there, done that. Long before I decided to give school another shot, I left a solid career where I made a very decent amount of money. I left it for various reasons, but mainly because my quality of life was suffering. I was selling most of my precious time to the corporation where I was quickly working my way up the latter. There was no time for adventure and no time for fun. It seemed like the only thing I had time for was stressing over my job. In the long run, it didn’t matter how much money I was making. Truth be told, I wasn’t happy. Then, it hit me. Job. That‘s all it was. Something I did to make money so I could survive. I was surviving alright, but I sure wasn’t living.
In order to survive in the city, you have to have a job. City living is expensive, so you have to sell a lot of your time to live comfortably. You have to sell even more of your time if you’re interested in collecting all the latest gadgets or surrounding yourself with material pleasures, whatever those may be. Pick your poison. It’s all the same.
There are things in life that are much more important than your possessions. This is something that is often not learned until it is too late. I don’t want to be an old woman on my death bed wishing I had lived my life to the fullest. Wishing I didn’t spend all my time working, wishing I had spent my time on earth living instead, following my dreams and taking risks. So, I’ve made my choice. I won’t be that old woman. I’ve left society behind in pursuit of a meaningful and truly fulfilling existence.
A good friend once made this observation while he was visiting me in my new home. He said,“City life is for the pursuit of money. Yurt life is for the pursuit of happiness.” How right you are my friend.
Stay tuned for my next blog on what yurt living is all about. Thank you for taking the time to read this blog. Universal love to you all.
P.S. Happy Birthday Mom :) xo