I’m just a simple guy, I live from day to day. A ray of sunshine melts my frown and blows my blues away.
While observing my dog, I’ve realized that–although he may be spoiled–he remains simple. He does not need to read a book, a blog, or hear personal stories to realize that he needs to live simply. He simply does so naturally. He does not feel the need to buy anything or pick up the pace. Nor does he feel the need to purge his belongings or emotional clutter. He’s absolutely content wearing his fur, sleeping wherever, and eating whatever. He does not head to the gym to look fit, or put makeup on every morning. He doesn’t watch TV or buy gifts. He doesn’t try to be anything other than what or who he is. He gives and he receives. That’s all there is to it. I swear, my dog is a Buddhist!