We had some friends over last week and the M word came up. They are open minded folk so it was easy to talk about but I found myself stumbling when answering the question: why?
Why did we donate or sell half of our things? Ultimately it boils down to creating more time and space in our lives. I feel like minimalism has given me a secret remote control and I can actually slow time down. Instead of feeling my days rush by me I am actively enjoying them. But I’m still struggling to easily define to people how less stuff = more time.
This post from the Suburban Minimalist a) made me a bit choked up and b) succinctly described how one family went minimalist to add a new baby to their family.
The path involved both saving money for adoption fees and creating time – R.S. needed to take a year off work once their son arrived from Korea.
“We kept striving. And we kept buying.”
R.S. and her family were stuck on the modern treadmill of work hard, buy more, work harder, buy even more. How did they get off the treadmill? They had a goal. They were determined to meet that goal. They came around to the concept that less stuff would give them more. In this case the more was a child.
“… it got really heady, because I was making room for another family member: our second son, my parents’ third grandchild, my in-laws’ eighth, our oldest’s baby brother.
I wanted to make physical room for this new child. I wanted to make space in our lives so that we could focus on our children – child in plural! – and the miracle of family, however it comes to you, wherever you find it.”
I read this post and it motivated me. We can be debt-free. We can work less. We have chances every day to work towards these goals.
One of the comments on the Suburban Minimalist’s post was:
I love reading about how people pull off the formerly impossible to make a dream come true.
What’s your dream? What do you think is impossible?