I’ve always been interested in Minimalism, one way or another. My whole life I’ve admired the minimalist aesthetic and I definitely am a big advocate of philosophy, nature, and life experiences (skydiving, rock climbing, bungee jumping). My dream vacation would be a summer spent in a whitewashed little cubby on the side of a hill on a Greek island with just the bare life necessities, typing away at my laptop.
The stuff just seems to accumulate, doesn’t it? There’s a gap between the dream and the reality.
Some of it is stuff that has guilt attached to it, or memories. I would feel bad giving it away.
Some of it seems necessary…but, re-examined, perhaps not. I replaced a lot of books with a Kindle, and a lot of music CDs with an iPod. A lot of the clothes and shoes I thought I needed I find that I really don’t.
Some stuff was packed in the closet and I forgot it was there! I want to get to the point where I know every item that I own and have evaluated its relevance to my life.
My goal is to keep paring down, keep stripping away….like peeling an onion. Remove one layer at a time until I get to the core, and hopefully, the essence of who I really am.
I probably will never get down to 100 items, like so many of the other minimalist bloggers that I read and admire. But…..it doesn’t hurt to try. One item at a time, who can say where it will end?