Falling into Minimalism

A few years ago, I think I sort-of first fell into minimalism without meaning to.

As a child (as Audrey can attest), I had the makings of being a hoarder. Every gift, card, or souvenir I received had nostalgia attached to it, and I didn't want to throw anything away for fear of simultaneously squashing a special memory. At the same time, I found comfort in organizing my toys and clothes.

When I moved to college, I had to narrow my life down to a few large bins of stuff which could be stored in my university's basement over the summer. I realized quickly how much space winter clothes and books took up, and had to learn to prioritize the space for the items I valued most.

After college, I learned about Marie Kondo and her principles for only keeping things that bring you joy. Then, when I was 25, I moved to Europe with just 3 1/2 checked pieces of luggage.* I've moved apartments 4 times since then, so though I do have more stuff, I've had to choose wisely which items are worth lugging across town.

If I could boil this lifestyle change down to 3 accidental steps, it would be these:

1) Moving frequently. I've moved so often that I've had to keep decluttering my stuff. Every year I have been forced to pay attention to which appliances I actually use, which clothes I regularly wear, and which mugs I find myself drawn to every morning when I sleepily make coffee or tea in my kitchen. I've been able to share with friends the items that no longer serve me. I'm aware of what I already own and how to make them work for me in different situations.

2) Waiting to buy. Before when I was living in America, I would, without much consideration, order items on Amazon for express delivery. It was TOO EASY to immediately get the trendy kitchen gadget or edgy party decoration that I would only use once and then forget about. Now that I live in a country where I can't order many things online for immediate delivery, I spend my money more thoughtfully. If I order something on Amazon.com to pick up when I'm in the states, I let it sit in my cart for a few days or weeks. I research products and clothing brands. I do my homework because there's no rush. I will have to wait anyways. And this has made me a wiser shopper.

3) Changing perspective. I was raised with an American mindset that "newer is always better". But after living in Europe for more than 3 years, I've rubbed shoulders with people who have taught me how to be content with less and repurpose old items. I realize what a huge luxury it is to think that everything you own should reflect your personal style or aesthetic. I love beauty and art, and have my own opinions about fashion and design, but these have less weight than they used to. It's amazing to realize what we think we need in life, and what we actually do need.

"geese appear high over us,

pass, and the sky closes. abandon,

as in love or sleep, holds

them to their way, clear

in the ancient faith: what we need

is here. and we pray, not

for new earth or heaven, but to be

quiet in heart, and in eye,

clear. what we need is here."

~Wendell Berry

With joy,

Annie

*When I moved to Europe, one of my best friends traveled with me and helped me move, so she used 1/2 of luggage for her own things for the trip. ;)