This space is all about seeking
the moments that cause
'excited chills' and creating a life
that's simple, authentic and beautiful.
The first move I really remember was when my husband, our almost two year
old daughter and I moved out of our rental house and into our first purchased home.
I remember boxing up the contents of the home we had lived in for 7 years.
Even though the house was bungalow-like with only two bedrooms, we had filled
it with lots of stuff.
Each day, I would box up the things we weren't using regularly. The things I didn't think we would need before the move. The pile of boxes in the living room grew. Soon I couldn't remember what the living room looked like without the box towers.
Yet as the boxes filled and the cupboards emptied...an interesting thing happened...
I realized I wasn't really missing anything. We were living with and using the bare essentials...and it was enough. It was plenty. There was freedom in less.
Full disclosure- this was not the beginning of my great push for a minimalist life. I was a hard sell. My husband would often say that he would be happy with living room that held only one really GREAT chair. The concept was lost on me... I was still attached to my stuff. But, the seed was planted...somewhere inside I remembered how nice it felt to only have the 'things I used every day' available to me.
The seed began to sprout...
Over the years we began to travel often. Two elements of our wanderlust led me to finally pare down-
1. We often rented flats or houses instead of staying in a hotel. A practice I highly recommend...especially if you have children (more in future post:-)
2. I became a 'carry-on only' girl. There was some reluctance, but I have never looked back.
Rental homes are awesome, but they don't have all of your stuff. So...you have to
make do and get creative. I have always found this exciting. We would open all of the cupboards to assess what we had to work with and then make a plan. There is magic
in having to stretch. Having to 'figure it out' goes a long way toward enriching the entire experience. Real memories are made in the 'struggle' of roughing it.
In addition, I had only the clothes, shoes, accessories and toiletries that fit in my
carry-on luggage. This too was a revelation. I managed to get dressed everyday and look put together... out of one small bag. I always packed the pieces that I knew looked and felt great. I knew they all worked together. I enjoyed getting dressed on vacation.
At some point during our time away... I would start to think, "I'm not missing any of my stuff"...except maybe my own bed. I quickly realized that I didn't need all of the 'extras'
I had in my house...especially the things I didn't really love! I'd return home ready to purge! I wanted to feel the lightness of living on vacation!
My family moved cross-country last summer. The move had an enormous impact on our stuff.
Only things we LOVED made the cut.
I haven't missed anything!
Well, except for the small Thermos' that my kids said they would never use...and now wish they had for their lunches:-)