Stray Dog Revolution
Okay. So, I've been awake since 3:30 for some weird reason and thinking about a film I saw yesterday: Minimalism.
If you haven't yet seen it, I highly recommend taking some time this week. It got me thinking about some things that I've definitely thought about before, but not quite in the same way. Minimalism, for those of you like me that weren't sure what the documentary would be about, is about the idea of paring down to the essentials, of conscious consumerism (asking "do I really need this?"), and rejection of the unwritten societal rules that we all seem to follow mindlessly.
I've always objected to mindless consumption of things, and yet, over the years, I've happily purchased my fair share (and more) of what I consider to be crap. But mostly I've come to think of it as a harmless annoyance- yeah, I have too much stuff but it mostly fits in our house, so...
This film really got me thinking, though. It presented minimalism as about freedom more than anything. And this? Resonated deeply with me. Because this journey I've been on with Stray Dog Revolution is not just about health and fitness. It's about living your best life- living in abundance and happiness and love and growth. It's about finding my own path while simultaneously helping other people find theirs. All good things.
But it was also partially begun due to a dissatisfaction with where I am financially in life and a fear of the future, so building a side business seemed like something to explore. What this film proposed is the idea of living minimally as a way to bring you the financial freedom you're looking for... In other words, maybe it's not about finding a way to make more money, but figuring out a way to live making much, much less. Seems like a no-brainer, but it hit me like a sledgehammer last night.
For the past few months, ever since I saw an episode of Tiny Houses, I've been drawn to the idea of downsizing. And scared to death of it. What does it mean? What does it look like? Will I regret throwing things away? Where would I even start? My stuff? Then the kids? (Man, they're gonna be resistant to this!) Hubbie? Can I even do it? Am I too far gone in my attachment to my things? I have to admit, it feels overwhelming.
But then I came across this while surfing the internet this morning: a 30-Day Challenge where you get rid of 1 thing on day one, 2 on day two, 3 on day three, etc.
(here's the link if you want to read more about it - http://www.theminimalists.com/game/)
This? Seems like a good beginning. A way of getting a taste for what downsizing and purging may feel like without making a rash decision to sell the house and move into an apartment. 😀
The thing I'm getting rid of today: a milk and cookies scented candle that I've had for years. Honestly, it just makes me want cookies. 🍪🍪🍪🍪 😫🤣 That wasn't so hard.