A little house in the bush

Thanks J. I'm glad you experienced something you weren't expecting today.

One of the concepts that I struggle most with (other than appropriate times to blog or not to blog. While at work being a clear cut case of not to blog) is living simply. Bills and (self imposed) pressure to be a productive member of society are big questions. Want to pay off that school loan, want to have a car that can carry me over the hills to work and back each day, want to go out and purchase some nice summer sandals that are work appropriate and save my hippie duds for home. And then there's movies, culture, socializing. Could I trade it all in for a run down cabin on the beach? More to the point, could I keep myself entertained with painting, poetry and homeopathic remedies for when migraines and nausea come a'knockin at my temple door? Or course, I wouldn't have to worry much about missing work because I'd be my own work. (And what I piece of work I'd be)
But that's a tangent.

And it all begs the question, does one first have to be monetarily rich in order to live a life that eschews the commercial trappings which brought you there in the first place?

Was/is Maharishi Mahesh Yogi on to something? (And who is Rick Ross?)