I've always said, if we had to go back to the 1800's (i.e., horse, plow, open stone hearth and washboard) there'd be much less time for women and men to try and decide who or what they are. The daily requirements of survival would answer those questions. Fulfilment and satisfaction would be as simple as…
I've always said, if we had to go back to the 1800's (i.e., horse, plow, open stone hearth and washboard) there'd be much less time for women and men to try and decide who or what they are. The daily requirements of survival would answer those questions. Fulfilment and satisfaction would be as simple as not freezing because you built the walls and roof that shelter you, or having a reasonable full stomach because you grew, preserved and prepared the food you just fed yourself and your family.
There is just no way those polished bum holes could even come close, to those basic and critical levels of self worth and satisfaction.
Very well and intelligently stated.
I've always said, if we had to go back to the 1800's (i.e., horse, plow, open stone hearth and washboard) there'd be much less time for women and men to try and decide who or what they are. The daily requirements of survival would answer those questions. Fulfilment and satisfaction would be as simple as not freezing because you built the walls and roof that shelter you, or having a reasonable full stomach because you grew, preserved and prepared the food you just fed yourself and your family.
There is just no way those polished bum holes could even come close, to those basic and critical levels of self worth and satisfaction.
Indeed. “Idle hands are the devil’s playthings” and all of that