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第11章 简单生活The Art of Living Simply2（第1页）

第11章简单生活TheArtofLivingSimply（2）

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Theuniverselertheed，ameredperhapsonlyonekindofforekindofpartiowithasmanykindsofforces，scoresofdifferentpartidseverythingfralaxiestodasandthepoemsofKeats.plexity，Ibegahattower，ispartofGod’splan.Deepdowaragingly，ofa“simpleton”

.Nobodywayof“simplistig.Butblindioplexitygerous.Oahome.Ilikeditssettingsomusciouslyavintoitspossibledefects.Afteritwasmine，Ifounditi，aingsystem，nesepticsystem—everything.Thatoldhousebealbatross，gfarmorethanIcouldafford;thestresswasevenhigher.Ihadrefusedtolookattheplexities.Evenordinaryfinancesarerarelysimple—whatdoesyourinsurancepolicyactuallycover?Yet，eicsaresimplicityitselfparedwithmoralquestioeren，Ifouheleaderofanafter-schoolgaggleofboys.Ihadtodivertthemquiew，ormycareerasleaderwouldbebrief.AndthenIsawJoe.Joewasaowerofakid，a.HisfamilyhademigratedfromEurope，andhehadafai’sgethim!”

Isaid.

MylittletroopofGothssochedhishatandweplayedcatchwithit.Joeraookhishatasatrophy.Thatnight，.Joe’sfather，aworried-lookihathit，askedforJoe’shat.Iretursheepishly.“PleasedoJoe，”

hesaidearhma.Whenhehasanattack，itishardfetbetter.”

IfeltaleadsoftballiheevenioJoe’shouse.Hewasiillingthesoil;hewatchedmewarilyasI.IaskedifIcouldhelp.“Okay，”

hesaid.AfterthatIweohelphimafriends.Ihadtakeowardadulthood.InsidemyselfIhadseenpossibilities，likeatangleofwires.Thisredossibilityforevil，whichrequireshanignanother’spaihewhitewireofsympathy.Icouldhaveahandiingallthosewires—itwasamatterofthedeade.Ihaddisplexity，andfoundinitanopportunitytochoose，togrow.Itspriceisresponsibility.Perhaps，thatisonereasonwhyweyearnforthesimplelife.Iobe，toletsomeoheaackofresponsibility.Wearelikewheat，hereooripeellectuallybylettinginasmuchoftheuniverse’splexityaswe.Morallyweripenbymakingourdweripenspirituallybyopeo’seail.

&ernoonIpickedupafallehesugarmapleinouryard.Upcloseitithsplashesofred.Atarm’slengthitwase.ItscolordependedonhowIlookedatit.Ikleabouthoentitslife，transfsunlightanddioxideis，aweaoxygenthatsutsemit，whiletheythriveuponthedioxideweexhale.AeachcelloftheleafhasaainingachemiA—uponwhiscribedalltheinstruakiingasugarmaple.Stistsknowfarmoreaboutthisthaheirkendsonlyashortwayintotheseaofplexitythatisasugarmaple.I’mbeginniand，Ithink，lis.Itdoesnotmeanblindiheworld’sstunniythechoicesthatripenus.By“simplify，simplify.”

&simplifyioaplishthis，we:Fodeeperthings.Thesimplelifeisnotnecessarilylivingina，gbeans.Itisrefusiourlivesbe“fritteredawaybydetail”

.Aprhtmeasecretf:TurVabooks.Theyopendoorsinyourbraiakelife’sjouratime.Ioayouhbliheyhadathree-year-olddaughterandaninfant，bothfullysighted.Forthoseparehinglex:bathingthebaby，mtheirdaughter，mowi，theywerefullofsmilesandlaughters.Iaskedthemotherhowshekepttrackoftheirlivelydaughter.“Itielittlebellsonhershoes，”

shesaidwithalaugh.“Whatwillyoudowhewalkstoo?”

Iasked.Shesmiled.“EverythingissoplicatedthatIdon’ttrytosolveaproblemuntilIhaveto.Itakeoatime!”

ParedownylishandplaywrightJeromeKlapkacaughtthespiritofthatenterprisewheyourboatoflifebelight，palywithwhatyouneed—ahomelyhomeandsimplepleasures，owofriends，worththeoloveaoloveyou，acat，adogaoo，eaowearandalittlemorethaodrink，forthirstisadahing.”

NotlongagoIflewhometoseemyfatherinhospital.Hehasadiseasethathemind.

Iwasasnarlofworries.Treatments?Nursinghomes?Finances?Hewascrouawheelchair，ashriveled，whiteofthefatherIhadknown.AsIstoodthere，hurtandfused，helookedupahenIsawsomethiedandwonderfulinhiseyes:reawelledupandfilledhiseyeswithtears.Aernoon，myfathercamebawhereverhisillakenhim.Hejokedandlaughed，ohemanIhadknown.Aired，ahimtobed.Theday，hedidnotrememberIhade.Andthe

&hedied.Everydeathisadoiohedooropens，butweseeohatawfulmoment，werealizehowvasttheuniverseis，plexityupoy，beyondus.Butthatisthetruegiftofsimplicity:toaccepttheworld’sinfinitepli，toacceptbewilderment.Andthen，especially，lethings.Afacewelove，perhaps，eyesbrimmingwithlove.Itisthesimplestofthings.Butitismorethanenough.