everyday living
[wednesday’s musings] discover what’s already here: simplicity, rhythm, wonder.
This Is Life, Naturally. I came across this phrase recently, and it stayed with me. I like to think that behind the words carries a soft philosophy: life, when allowed to flow as it is, already holds its own wonder.
In many ways, life doesn’t need to be constrained, embellished, or performed. Even so, much like social media, a sphere steered by algorithms that already covertly limit how people present their lives. I've watched these patterns repeat for decades now. So often, people try to add more layers to prove they’re living well, nudging them to show for more attention and external approval.
People plan more, buy more, own more. Is this a true growth, or merely the appearance of success? It’s hard to tell these days. Even online courses and self-care can become forms of busyness; another lifelong learning, hashtags ‘wellness’, or simply a tick on the checklist. In trying so hard to live well, some may fail to see themselves as moving farther away from what it truly means to be alive.
When I notice my surroundings carefully, I realise the most grounding moments are usually the subtle ones. Morning sunlight filtering through the curtain invites us to wake, just as it has for lifetimes before us. The wild rooster’s crows mark the start of the day. A cool breeze slips through when the weather changes at a different time of the year. These small, unremarkable moments remind us that ordinary can be enough.
Living naturally doesn’t mean escaping into the woods or rejecting modern life. It means moving with a gentler rhythm, one closer to how nature itself works. Even in a city, nature is still here, quietly offering itself. When I choose to notice it, I feel less like I need to be the one steering life, and more like I am belonging to mine.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
— Marcel Proust
Simplicity doesn’t ask for attention, but makes space for peace and calm. I’ve found that when I let go of unnecessary clutter, both in my home and in my thoughts. I know I don’t lose anything important because I write daily, meanwhile it’s okay to lose what’s not important too. In doing so, I discover more room for clarity, for presence, for what truly matters. There is also a sense of relief in releasing what is excessive.
Sometimes, it’s grief. Grief arrives in ways that cannot be grasped easily, subduedly showing what acceptance really means. You learn to live with it, yet also to discern. You know that not every feeling, memory, or attachment needs to be carried forward. Acceptance asks for tolerance, for boundaries, and for a deeper knowing of yourself. Each of these is like a slice in the pie I call maturity.
While the seasons always change, so does maturity. Yet, nature couldn’t be hurried. This is a flow you can learn from living naturally. Spring doesn’t force itself into summer; each moment has its place. Perhaps living naturally is also about trusting your own pace. There’s no need to rush to match others or prove yourself. Life is already unfolding, whether we are racing, resting, or somewhere in-between.
Maybe it’s less about achieving something new, and more about returning to what has been with you all along. Let life show you the way, gently, naturally.
Allow your own pace to reveal the mellowness of daily living. Subscribe and comment if you like ♡