Once upon a time, about six years ago, I used to think it was possible to have a zen, simple life. Not that I had one back then, but at least I believed that I could, and I was working daily to make it happen.
Then life got in the way. Since then I've dealt with a lot: a sick, then dying, mother; a chronically ill dog; a job change, including a lawsuit; working while going to school full-time; and, finally, a complete career change. Needless to say, somewhere along the way, I gave up on the idea that life could be either zen or simple.
Well, not anymore. Now that the speed of life has slowed once again to a crawl, I've felt somewhat out of sorts. I may not be rushing from job to school to meetings like I once was, or staying up until 2 a.m. to finish a paper due tomorrow, but there are still a lot of things from my pre-rollercoaster life that I've forgotten about — or have been to lazy to change — that I want back.
So, my newest project (at least until my next bright idea comes along) is to work my way back to the more streamlined version of my life (a la 2005), and then achieve the peace that I was searching for back then.
As might be expected when you're unhappy with something, it's easier for me to focus on what's not currently working than it is to imagine a perfect version of my future life. So, in that vein, I have created "Zen and Simple: The Un-Manifesto," a list of completely unacceptable ways to live my life.
Zen and simple is not...
- rushing around the house every morning to get ready for work.
- frantically searching for things I need.
- sitting in traffic knowing that I wouldn't be late if I had just left the house 10 minutes earlier, like I had planned.
- repeatedly cleaning up and putting away crap that I don't need and, in many cases, don't even like.
- worrying about money. But also not using money to try to make myself happy.
- worrying about catastrophes that might never happen.
- interacting with toxic friends and hanging onto unhealthy connections while avoiding healthy relationships because they feel like too much work.
- trying to be who I think people want me to be, instead of who I really am.
- getting upset over tings that don't matter.
- being so goddamn tired all the time.
So, that's my mission: to find the life I was looking for before all hell broke loose. It will encompass most, if not all, areas of my life: physical space, like ridding my house of unnecessary things and creating beauty around me; mental processes, like organizing my time better; controlling my impulses, like eliminating emotional shopping; and learning how to manage my energy levels to get real, needed rest.
Wish me luck and, if you want, check in to see how I'm doing. Let me know if anything sounds familiar in your own life or if you've already found a solution for a problem I'm working on — I'd love to hear what you think!

