The Little Things
It really is the little things—the subtle reminders of joy, the beauty in the ordinary—that matter most.
First murmur of the moka pot in the morning.
Chats with strangers in line at Nightingale Bread.
Rolling a snowball with your bare hands.
Intimate conversations > big parties
Reflections on ‘the attempt to lead a good life’ from a Part Time Hermit.
When it comes to the quest for a good life, the Ancients got it right. It is us moderns that have it wrong. For we think of a better life very often in terms of technological progress. A new iPhone, a new vacuum, a new electric car, a net zero home, new medical therapies, larger TVs, drone delivery, colonizing Mars, updating Humanity, optimizing Humanity with integrated technology as enthusiastically promised by transhumanists.
Now some of these things may be goods—they can improve aspects of our life, in that sense they make life better.
But…they do not make us better. They do not make us good.
a few other little things…
Rest.
Simple 'acts of art.'
Jeremy Miranda’s light observations.
Happy 🎄 Merry to you and yours.