He who dies with the most toys still dies, but did he really live? I guess the definition of enjoyment will vary from person to person, but for me an endless cycle of debt and interest payments isn't very enjoyable. I know that my thoughts need to change my internal feelings about consumption and collecting. I know by now that this is a marathon and not a sprint. Rather I'm relishing in the accomplishment of reduction while also realizing this is merely a first step. I'm happy that as time goes on I'm finding I don't miss a single item I've gotten rid of. Like, "we just thrived outside with minimal comforts, and now I'm back home contemplating my George Foreman Grill as if it was necessary for survival." Obviously it is not, as are 90% of the things I thought I once "needed". When you're outdoors for a couple of nights, surrounded by open space, the prospect of once again living among a bunch of clutter is a bit awkward.
As a matter of fact, when we return from a weekend away it's often been a tad overwhelming to adjust to being around all of our "things" again. When we are gone most weekends and the weekdays are mostly filled with work, we realize how little we actually need to own to live our lives. Most of the quality time we spend together in the spring and summer have one thing in common we don't stay indoors. As we turn the corner into Spring my mind starts to think about all of the fun things we like to do outdoors like camping, hiking, baseball games, and barbecues.
The days are getting longer and the weather has been unseasonably (undeniably?) warm this February.
0 kommentar(er)
