I would say my conscious journey towards intentional living began in 2014. That year, three adults from PA living independently moved into one large rental house in TN. We had duplicates, triplicates, and sometimes even more! There was a lot of sorting, organizing, and deliberating over STUFF. My husband spent a considerable amount of time outside or in the garage. Can you blame him? This primarily left the job of dealing with all of this stuff to my sister and myself. We donated a TON and it felt great, but we still managed to completely outfit our 3500 sq.ft. rental house none the less.
During this life transition my sister stumbled across a new and unusual concept called minimalism. Coming from a long line of “just in case” hoarders this concept was dazzling and terrifying all at the same time. My sister dove in headfirst, while I started testing the water with my tippy toes. Buh-bye even more stuff…
Then my husband and I found our dream home. A 1600 sq.ft. abode, really a majestic castle when compared to tiny homes, nestled on 57 acres. A single story dream, unfortunately lacking in the moat and alligator department, with a finished basement, both having its own kitchen and bathroom. Perfect for our trio. SOLD!
All The Things Must Go!
Thank goodness for all the avenues that are currently available for selling and donating stuff. However, I assure you this was no easy task. I swear there was a 2 hour deliberation-slash-crying session over picture frames, PICTURE FRAMES! Should I keep all of them or just some of them? What if I NEED them later? Do I not value my friends and family if their faces are not framed all over my house? What if I keep the wrong ones and my tastes change? How can I possibly decide which pictures to not frame? The questions could go on forever. They were repeatedly asked again and again, whether it was picture frames or clothes or kitchenware.
There was so much fear and attachment to non-material things. These feelings still exist, but not nearly to the level that they were before.
And then we moved … let’s just try that downsizing thing again shall we? I would say that there is still way too much “stuff” in my life but I am finally getting closer and closer to freedom. Our lives are filled more with friends, family, and dogs, and less with all of the tasks that go along with owning tons of physical stuff.
This intentional living expedition has opened up so much space in our lives to do more of what matter most to us. The path has not always easy but it has definitely been worth it.
What could having more space in your life mean for you? What are some ways you have been able to make space in your life?