Sometimes I feel like there should be a note at the top of every post I write here. It would read something like this:
Disclaimer: I am a white university educated woman living in the first world.
I have led a life of privilege.
Sure, from under the mountains of consumer debt, or when I compared myself to those that have more than me, I didn’t always feel privileged. I didn’t always feel or see that in this world I was one of the lucky ones. Clean drinking water, access to education and healthcare. I have all of that.
I am privileged.
I want to live with less but I already have so much.
When you read posts here about the small ways my husband and I have changed our lifestyle, or even some of the bigger ones, please know it is a privilege to do this. Most people don’t get to make these choices.
For most people in this life, less isn’t a choice. Less is a reality.
It’s a sobering thought: I’m enjoying just having a half dozen pairs of shoes when there are so many that go barefoot.
At times I feel like this pursuit of less is a silly thing to think about, write about and put my efforts into. There are bigger causes. I’m not curing cancer or helping people get off the streets.
The real tragedy of leading a privileged life is not your warm bed while so many live without a bed at all. The real tragedy of leading a privileged life is in not recognizing that you’re leading it. And it’s been easier to feel rich, to enjoy everything I do have, to see the privilege in my life and to give more, since I let go of a lot of stuff.
Do you think you lead a privileged life?