My living room looks like we are moving. This is not my idea of minimalism, but the result of my journey toward it that I would like to share with you. I hope that you will find some inspiration if you are decluttering your life. It’s not always an easy process and can be quite emotional and time consuming, but I believe the benefits are monumental and life Altering.
I am a Minimalist that lost her way in the chaos that is often associated with having a husband, kids, and our life. We sold almost everything we owned when we moved to Texas and came to a generously furnished home that I loved. It was shortly after that generous people would offer us things that I liked and I found it difficult to refuse their generosity. A full house became fuller. When you combine that with the stuff three kids acquire and a husband who likes to build collections, and I love to sew, knit, and crochet… Things got out of control quickly!
I found that I was in a constant state of stress always looking for a place to put things and working through some decluttering programs. I was always giving things to charity, but my house still was causing me stress. It dawned on me that I had not addressed the root of the problem!
The root of my problem was the inability to say NO. I feared I would hurt someone’s feelings if I didn’t accept their generous gift. There was so much tied to that. It spoke volumes about my mental state. I was willing to cause myself great stress so that I wouldn’t possibly hurt someone’s feelings. And then I realized that many times I would never have hurt the generous gifter’s feelings at all. They were giving it away to maintain their purposeful lifestyle and would have understood! Mind blowing revelation!!
So what did I do? I made an announcement to close family and friends about my new journey into a life of minimalism and purpose. And I am getting rid of everything I don’t absolutely need or love. This includes clothing, furniture, kids toys, you get the picture. Now I have some piles of papers to sort through and a few furniture pieces to donate. The clutter and transition have caused me great stress, but I remind myself of the end result. More time to spend with the people I love doing things I love instead of finding places to put stuff that doesn’t even matter.