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March 2009 
Daylight and Trader Joes
Posted on Mar 9th, 2009
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Walla-Rudy
Walla-Rudy
Taking full advantage of the extra daylight we now have in the evening, I decided to stroll over to Trader Joes (yes, walking), re-useable grocery bag in hand. There is something quite nice and energetic in the neighborhood between the hours of 6:30 and 7:30pm. There are many folks out walking . . themselves, their dogs, and children on foot and in strollers. It's just a really feel good atmosphere.
I succeeded in only purchasing one grocery bag of items at the store. It's really easy to buy more at Trader Joes with all of their unique and tasty products. I was able to cut my grocery spending in half this time around and got exercise in the process.
The fellow handling the register I was at sighed as I said hello, how are you? I could tell he had answered that question one too many times today and was tired of giving the standard answer. As he bleeped the very few items I had in the red basket he mentioned how there just has to be a way to finally be able to enjoy life. He remarked that it's like we are all on treadmills getting no where but thinking we are advancing. It's like he plucked the thoughts that were in my mind all day right from my brain and spoke them. No matter how much time, effort or money we through at life, we as a human race cant seem to simplify and enjoy the goodness of life. It's always at a distance, out of reach, requiring more effort and stress and so we all just keep on doing what we have all been told must be done . . . work hard and you will get ahead. I sympathized with my fellow man as he finished the process of bleeping and bagging. We both gave each other an encouraging smile of hope and parted ways as he started the next order and I started my walk home.
As can be seen by this write up, our conversation remained on my mind all the way home. I have even placed making dinner on hold just to write this. As I walked home, I noticed countless pieces of trash, mindlessly tossed to the street, the grass and other places. There were coffee cups, bags, a broken wine bottle, a used up tube of toothpaste and much more. It is clear to me that most of mankind seems to feel just as stuck on a treadmill and that true freedom and happiness in life can only be secured in the items we buy, things we consume and people we are able to sucker into ownership disguised as loving relationships. It is forever true that actions speak not just louder than words. . . . actions are all there is. As we continue to witness everyone mindlessly taking advantage of the earth and each other, we see the truth, our current social agreement really isn't working. We all pretend that it is, but when the action facts are stacked up, it quite clear that it is not.
I continue to embrace the hope that we, as a world society will wake up, stop talking and start being. I long for that. That is my deepest desire. I believe it is possible.
Be well.
Rudimentary
I succeeded in only purchasing one grocery bag of items at the store. It's really easy to buy more at Trader Joes with all of their unique and tasty products. I was able to cut my grocery spending in half this time around and got exercise in the process.
The fellow handling the register I was at sighed as I said hello, how are you? I could tell he had answered that question one too many times today and was tired of giving the standard answer. As he bleeped the very few items I had in the red basket he mentioned how there just has to be a way to finally be able to enjoy life. He remarked that it's like we are all on treadmills getting no where but thinking we are advancing. It's like he plucked the thoughts that were in my mind all day right from my brain and spoke them. No matter how much time, effort or money we through at life, we as a human race cant seem to simplify and enjoy the goodness of life. It's always at a distance, out of reach, requiring more effort and stress and so we all just keep on doing what we have all been told must be done . . . work hard and you will get ahead. I sympathized with my fellow man as he finished the process of bleeping and bagging. We both gave each other an encouraging smile of hope and parted ways as he started the next order and I started my walk home.
As can be seen by this write up, our conversation remained on my mind all the way home. I have even placed making dinner on hold just to write this. As I walked home, I noticed countless pieces of trash, mindlessly tossed to the street, the grass and other places. There were coffee cups, bags, a broken wine bottle, a used up tube of toothpaste and much more. It is clear to me that most of mankind seems to feel just as stuck on a treadmill and that true freedom and happiness in life can only be secured in the items we buy, things we consume and people we are able to sucker into ownership disguised as loving relationships. It is forever true that actions speak not just louder than words. . . . actions are all there is. As we continue to witness everyone mindlessly taking advantage of the earth and each other, we see the truth, our current social agreement really isn't working. We all pretend that it is, but when the action facts are stacked up, it quite clear that it is not.
I continue to embrace the hope that we, as a world society will wake up, stop talking and start being. I long for that. That is my deepest desire. I believe it is possible.
Be well.
Rudimentary
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