The power is now on; I have heat and coffee, and life feels simple once again. Actually, life ought to be simple (and quiet) without power, which goes to show that this idea of simplicity isn’t simple.
Speaking of power, there were surfers on the beach today, delighting in their own power to lift themselves along the waves for a few seconds. How can we apply the 3S’s to these surfers? Preparation (time, expense, training) for that moment of elation can’t be simple. Although surfing is solitary, one always surfs with a buddy. And what about silence? We seem to know that silence is never simple, and that it certainly isn’t about lack of sound. I have to believe that the silence of the waves must have been exquisite to the surfer’s ears.
“I am so psyched; it’s a perfect way to spend my lunch hour,” a surfer told me as I walked by his car. Maybe the ocean waves became his cottage by the sea today. Maybe his cottage time was that very moment, in the middle of the day, on a windy beach, in the dead of winter.