Just a simple question today - inquiring minds want to know.
What's stopping you from finding freedom in less?
Do you feel scared?
Do you just flat out dislike the idea of minimalism and love your stuff?
I'm not judging at all! Surely, you know me by now.
I'll say it - I love stuff. I love decorating, I love changing things constantly, and 'making home'. But the problem was - it seemed like it controlled me at times, and not the other way around.
I was constantly manipulating things - moving things, storing things.
You just get to a point where you wonder why am I doing this?
You start asking yourself questions like, could I really be happy without a massive Spring decor display?
I found the answer, for me - was yes. Yes I could be happy, and in fact happier.
I had to face the fact that I was doing it cause I felt that it was expected of me - don't even know where that came from.
I think I still have a lot of stuff, and I still think my house is warm and welcoming. I'm not talking about living a stark life, I'm talking about the fact that I still have a piece of pottery right next to the computer with about 32 pens stuck in it.
I think fear has a lot to do with it.
Fear of lack.
There is something, somewhere in 'stuff' that gives us a false sense of security.
I'm not sure yet how to put it into words, and I haven't sat long enough to really find the words - I just know this. Less is better for me. Everyone else that has been on this journey has also found it to be true.
I'm not talking about getting rid of the family heirlooms, I'm talking about getting rid of 10 of your 15 wooden spoons int he kitchen - things like that.
Drawers and closets stuffed with clothes that you haven't worn in five years.
I'm getting an awful reputation for getting rid of things - and this past birthday I was given gifts, and as my friends were handing them to me - they'd say 'I hope you keep this' - or - 'there's a gift receipt if you don't want this'.
Perhaps I should be a little quieter about my recent obsession of 'getting rid of'.
But I just wanted to say this - some of the things that we feel we can't live without, are just truly killing us.
Recently - for the 58,502nd time - I gave up coffee.
Coffee is not evil.
Nor are milk and sugar.
But for me?
It wasn't a good thing at all.
I react badly to caffeine and after it's ingestion - I tend to think that I can conquer the world, not a bad thing - but when you get so worked up that you can't breathe well? Not a good thing.
Milk - I'm allergic to milk proteins as well as lactose intolerant.
Sugar makes me completely ADHD.
And yet - I couldn't give it up - I wouldn't. I clutched that coffee cup tightly - I was high strung, distracted and gassy.
But for that 10 minutes every morning - I was happy. I had my drug, I had my fix - and literally it was no different than shooting up.
I'm coffee, milk and sugar free.
I'm 99.2% clutter free.
I like life better this way.
So...what's stopping you?
Do you think you need to change anything about the way you live?