I am a simple woman

There has always being misconceptions of what real simplicity is.  The term itself means ” artlessness of mind; freedom from duplicity; sincerity”;   another definition  “plainness; freedom from artificial ornament”.

To me simplicity is freedom.

I am free from the material trappings that take me away from my inner peace.  That calmness that can only be acquired when there is nothing blocking  its flow.   The ownership of things come into play and it is pretty much what people tend to think off when you say you are living simply.  They automatically assume you are living in a hut somewhere without any amenities to speak off.  Or you live in a cabin in the woods far away from civilization.  Yes, this is a good example of simple living but it is not always true.

In my case, I don’t live in a farm.  I don’t own any animals, except the house pet variety.  I live in a small town in the mountains surrounded by concrete parking lots and main street up the road.  I have town water and electricity attached to my house and I drive a car.  But I still live simply…how? Because the choices we have made as a family describe us as simple.

Choices, that is the key word that many seem to ignore.  I choose to live with less.  I choose to be cut off from the media by not having television…so commercials and the like are not infiltrating my home and my senses.  I choose to not have cell-phones or  blackberries or whatever the newest device is at the moment because I don’t want to be connected all the time when I am out of my house and our budget restricts this…I do have a computer.  I enjoy sharing myself with others out there of similar believes and lifestyles, but the choice to be connected is still controlled.  I choose to do everything by hand…I am in the moment when I am cooking, baking, sewing, growing our food in our .17 acre of land.  The satisfaction I receive is so much more than purchasing an item from a store, or buying produce from the supermarket.

What have we done as a family to live more simply?  We sold our big house and moved to a smaller one.  This cottage were we are now is perfect for us as a family.  No longer does my family disappear to another room to be…instead, we are all with each other pretty much all the time.  We have learned to live together by respecting each other spaces even though there is no extra space where we can go and hide.  We have become a family here in this little house.  Everything we do or don’t do affects the family unit.  And this is yet again, a choice that we made knowing that it will take us quite a bit of time to adjust and adapt.

In terms of our finances…boy, this was the hardest to change.  Yes, outwardly we were moving unto a more simplistic life, but our money situation took us the longest.  No more going to a store and picking up things.  No longer purchasing something because it was there and we wanted it.   Our budget is such, that we discuss purchases as a family.  There is no discretionary budget where we can buy what we want…there is only one amount that has to last until the end of the month and that is that.  This has been an excellent tool to teach our boys about discipline and controlling our impulses.  This society that we live in, feeds on our wants and makes us believe that without what we want we can not survive.  We have learned that this is false.  Our new motto is “less is more.  Be content with what you have now.”  It has been proven that  instead of saying “I want”…it has been changed to “do I really need this?”

Living without is not easy and it is not for everyone.  I worked in the fashion industry for over 10 years of my life.  I lived for the trends and the whims of designers.  The city and all its excitement was my life at the time.  So yes, I do know how hard it is to walk away from it all and let go of everything that used to have meaning.  But then,  I could not teach my children to be good stewards of the blessings around us if I continued on the down-ward spiral that was our life.  I, as a woman and as a mother, wanted more for them and for me also.  I yearned for a life without the whims of others.  Without the dependency on foreign commodities be it energy or food.

I taught myself to cook from scratch.  I taught myself to sew my own clothes and my family’s.  I taught myself to garden.  I taught myself to live with less.  I made the choice to forgo the trends and live with a life filled with simple needs.

What keeps us motivated?  Faith.   I have a simple faith.  It is not based on somebody else’s ideals or traditions.  It is a personal believe that is ingrained in my inner being.  It brings us joy to be grounded in the knowledge of God.  It keeps us from overdoing it and trying to be something we are not.  We don’t have anything to prove to anyone.  We don’t have to try to change anyone.  Our believes are simple and constant and this is the glue that binds are family together.

Living simply is more than just living without … but instead is about gaining so much more.

Until next time…be blessed!

the pleasure of gift giving

Baby showers are just the most hopeful events I could think off.   They are just so much fun.  The gifts, the light chatter, and most important celebrating the arrival of  someone that has been awaited for quite sometime.

Today, I had the pleasure of seeing a dear friend enjoy this time of celebration for her upcoming baby.  It will be an adjustment for her.  She has been part of a couple for many years accepting her life as a concert violinist.  But her deepest desire was to become a mother.  For many years, her husband and herself tried to conceive, but it wasn’t to be.

But now, she is expecting a baby boy and she is just glowing with that inner beauty that to-be mommies tend to have.

In keeping with my goal not to make any unnecessary purchases,  I made the baby a play – mat.  The fabrics were all in my stash, so I was able to put this gift together in two hours…give or take.  There were, of course, lots of interruptions, but I finished it just in time for the shower.

I am quite pleased with the results.

M.

what I reach for

When I feel myself getting too overwhelmed with the demands of my day, I sit quietly in front of my sewing machine.  I have been a sewer for over 15 years.  I have mostly sewn for others…either wedding gowns and the like, to bags, coats, and gloves.  If it could be made by machine, I have done it.

About three years ago , at the time when my husband and I decided that our lives needed to change from the rat race to a more simple existence, I discovered the treadle sewing machine.

I acquired this machine as payment for two dresses I made for a friend.   Since I did not want to accept anything  for them, she asked if she could give me the machine.  It was sitting alone in a corner of her dining room.  I opened the cover and it was love at first sight!

It took many days of deep cleaning, oiling, and a new belt to get the wheel to move.

Learning how to sew with this machine was what took the longest.  There were many  frustrating hours trying to get the right tension, how to wind the bobbin, to make sure the needle was placed in the slot correctly.  I spent a whole summer just sewing seam after seam, until finally my patience paid off and I began to understand the mechanics of such a simple piece of machinery.

I have always sewn in electrical, ultra modern machines.  But I must say, that those machines now sit quietly in a corner of my garage.  I just don’t enjoy sewing with them as much as the treadle.  There is such a soothing rhythm as I push the pedal forward with my right foot and keep it steady with my left.  I can sew for hours without realizing the time.

I expect my machine to last for many years to come.   If you have a treadle tucked away in a corner, maybe it is time that you take it out and try it.  I bet you will not go back to using another machine once you have mastered this one.

Until next time…be blessed!

maria

the beginning of gift giving

For my handmade holiday…


soon,

very soon,

these will become purses, tea cozies, pillows and quilts.

They were found in an old box, so several more washings and airing out in the warm sunshine is required before they get made into gifts.

I can’t wait.

stolen moments…

After all the lessons are done…supper is simmering on the stove…boys are out with friends…hubby is relaxing after a hard day at the office, I am able to steal away some quiet moments for myself.

I snuggle up with an old quilt,

a cup of my favorite tea to keep the chill at bay

and something to keep my fingers occupied.

A perfect way to end my day.

Until next time…be blessed!

misty morning

The morning is quite cool and breezy.   Rain has yet to visit our mountains but it seems that it is coming closer.

Waking up to near daylight is not unusual for me.  Throughout the summer I made it a point to awaken at dawn, just so I could see the mist rise over the river and watch as the day began to awaken.  It is a perfect way to start my day.

I put on my apron…and my day begins.

So much to do today.  I began schooling my boys this week, and it is, so far, looking as if this year will be a good year.  My older son is starting his sophomore year of high school, and he is finally getting his rhythm.  Last year was a bit tough for him, but I expect that.  The work got harder and mami got tougher.  My second son begins his pre-high school years and it is just as enthusiastic as the oldest.  Maybe is because he feels as if he is finally growing!

I visited my garden and just  stood and watched as the morning glories unfurled their lovely petals.  This is one of the things that I truly enjoy about gardening…the surprises.  This plant was one of them.  I did not plant any this year or the last…but yet, here it is right next to my garage door and it just bursts with color in the early morning.

I passed by our raspberry bushes and picked up a couple to eat as I continue my walk.  This fall berries are so sweet and delicious !

I picked some fall lettuce…to savor with my lunch today.  I was not able to garden too much this year ~ but next year, my plans are already being drawn.

A breakfast with oatmeal and raisins with my hot cup of Kombucha tea.  This is just perfect for a cool morning like today.

My boys hard at work…while mami gets inspired for garden art :)

Until next time…

maria

living at peace with noise

The world goes about its day filled to the top with noise coming from every angle.  It is not unusual to be bombarded by noises that disrupt my sense of peace.  How then do I find peace throughout my day?

This question is not as simple to answer as I used to think.  In my everyday life, peace comes from a sense of contentment.  A sense that I am exactly where I need to be.  I am doing exactly what I am made to do.

I am a mother that lives fully in the moment.  Surrounded by the noises that are here because I have chosen them to be part of my everyday.  My little girl’s laughter…my boys fingers sliding through the keys on the keyboard…the soothing sound of the treadle as it moves purposely upon the fabric.

Yes, noises are inevitable.  But accepting noise just for its sake is not living…not really.  I made a choice to surround myself with noises that fill me with happiness.  Oh, I know that this is a bit too much, and it might be.  But noise can affect my state of mind.  It can either fill my spirit or it can completely destroy me.

Choosing what kind of input I am allowing to penetrate my day, is really how I can stay focus throughout the hours.

Silence in itself has sound. I can hear myself breathing…I can hear my blood moving steadily inside of me…I can be.

M.