BECOMING A MINIMALIST
Around seven weeks ago I voluntarily traded in a 960 Sq ft space consisting of 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a wood burning fireplace and a private balcony for a 340 Sq ft studio apartment. The decision to scale back and down size my life was conceived and thought out carefully (or so I thought). I meticulously considered the pros and cons of making such dramatic changes to how and where I lived. My business, decreased living expenses as well as the kind of life I planned to design in the short and long term were all key factors in my decision. Believe me, on paper the analysis of my situation made it super easy to move forward full steam ahead. It wasn't until moving day was upon me that I realized how big a deal this decision actually was for me...emotionally. I was confronted with the reality that I needed to let a lot of things go that were familiar to me. I don't know about you but it’s pretty darn hard to walk away and let go of those familiar things in life. My familiar offers a sense of security that I wear like a second skin. My hard truths were I couldn't take much of this stuff, which filled TWO walk-in closets with me. Sure, I could have rented a storage space to maintain my hold on all that stuff but that would defeat one of the reasons why I was downsizing. As I walked in and out of each room filled with an overwhelming feeling of anxiety and dread, I knew what I had to do.
I had to detach myself from the stories connected to all of that stuff and begin to cut away like a skilled surgeon. When I was done, I was left with just one suitcase filled with shoes and clothing. As I battled the internal fears associated with loss, I knew deep down inside this was the beginning of something amazing in my life. As I stood amongst the things that I thought I would be taking with me, I mourned their departure from this part of my journey. During my mourning I understood it was also my genesis, a new beginning for me. I had in effect become a minimalist out of necessity and it felt incredibly freeing. The icing on my esoterically layered cake is being able to donate all of the stuff I thought I needed to people who actually needed it. I have tell you, it has been an extraordinary growth experience living smaller in the natural yet feeling super naturally larger in my spirit. Another bonus is that I've become interpersonally connected to what’s a real need vs. want. Living a minimalist life darn sure makes that differentiation abundantly clear! Lol.
Veronica Lifestyle Guru