The most exhausting thing in life is being insincere.
“One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much. Physical shedding to begin with, which then mysteriously spreads into other fields. Clothes, first. Of course, one needs less in the sun. But one needs less anyway, one finds suddenly. One does not need a closet-full, only a small suitcase-full…One finds one is shedding not only clothes – but vanity.
Here I live in a bare sea-shell of a cottage. No heat, no telephone, no plumbing to speak of, no hot water, a two-burner oil stove, no gadgets to go wrong… I have shed my Puritan conscience about absolute tidiness and cleanliness. Is it possible that, too, is a material burden? … I don’t worry about the impression they make on other people. I am shedding pride. As little furniture as possible; I shall not need much.
I shall ask into my shell only those friends with whom I can be completely honest. I find I am shedding hypocrisy in human relationships. What a rest that will be! The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered, is being insincere. That is why so much of social life is exhausting; one is wearing a mask. I have shed my mask.”
Notes on staying happy healthy and kind / minimalism, from “Gift From The Sea” by Anne Morrow Lindbergh.
