Maximum Gratitude, Minimal Stuff

Nine times out of 10, when I tell people what I write about, they say "I could never be a minimalist."  Or "That would just be too hard."  Or "I could never give up my _____."  Or possibly, "I wouldn't want to limit myself." But here's the truth we hide from:  We're all minimizing something, whether we realize it or not. Every day, we make choices about how we'll spend our time, energy, money, attention, talents, affections, and more.  These important assets are all finite.  Even the richest or most talented person has a limit on his or her time and attention.  No one can have or do everything. So every day, we have to decide how we're going to use these precious resources.  And every choice is a trade-off.  If I say yes to doing or buying or listening to one thing, I have to say no to something else.  If I choose more possessions, I have to give up something else.  If I choose more work, I can't do something else. The cum...

I'm sure you've never found yourself in this position: Your child already has plenty of toys (translation: way too many ), yet you're cruising through Target and they mention they want something else.  Something new.  They're "so bored" with what they've already got.  "Look, Mom, it's so cute !"  It's not their birthday, it's not Christmas, it's not the beginning of summer vacation.  It's just a random Monday early in November.  And they want it now – did I mention that?  They don't want to add it to a list of potential gifts for later. Hmmm... this doesn't sound like anything you ever say or do, does it?  You don't just buy random items because they're cute, on sale, might go with some other random thing you already own, or could be potentially useful someday – right?  You're never bored and think a purchase would pep you up and give you something to be excited about – right? Okay, maybe you do.  Sometime...

Do you remember any Halloween costumes from your past?  When I was five, my mother dressed me as a cute witch (complete with a wig she made out of gray rug yarn) for the kindergarten costume parade.  I loved that wig, and played with it for a while afterwards.  I also remember being an "old lady" a few years later.  I wore my mother's robe and slippers, she put my hair in curlers and a hair net, and I perched my own old cat-eye glasses on the end of my nose. When my own daughter was about six, I made her a layered skirt using red and rose sateen bought on sale, tulle, and ribbons.  A plastic tiara completed her princess costume for Halloween that year.  The skirt went into the dress-up box, and became a regular feature of pretend play.  The next year, the skirt reappeared, and along with a colorful head scarf, a tambourine, and a lot of costume jewelry, transformed into a Bohemian costume. This year, my nearly ten-year-old grandson has plans to dress a...

All too often, we worry about producing The Best Holiday Ever, and while those online ideas for intricate themed décor, awe-inspiring parties, picture-perfect outfits, chef-inspired feasts, postcard-worthy travel, and starry-eyed children look gorgeous, the effect can be overwhelming. Social media has a way of amplifying everything, and even the most well-meant content can start feeling like a huge checklist that we're failing to complete.  Our modern Christmas isn't the remembrance of a humble birth or a relaxed day with those you love.  It's a huge performance that requires all of your energy (and money) for a month or more. And if you have kids or grandkids, the pressure to not only fulfill all of their (inflated) dreams, but to document every moment, is huge.  We've all heard this – the holidays are supposed to be magical . Now, I love a bit of Christmas sparkle and anticipation, and for many years I enjoyed the practice and preparations for holiday musical performa...

Imagine waking up every morning with feelings of peace and contentment, knowing that you have everything you need, and more.  Sounds like a dream, doesn't it? We live in a culture where success is measured by the size of our homes, the brand of our cars, and the labels on our clothing.  But what if true satisfaction is found somewhere else?  What if we're missing what matters when we give in to FOMO and try to keep up with the Joneses? Think for a moment about your favorite memories – the moments that have enriched you the most.  I'm willing to bet they've included the people, places, and pursuits you care about.  Laughing with friends, spending time in nature, or even enjoying a good book can add more to life than a big bank account. In fact, living with more than you need can be a major source of stress.  That includes clutter in your home, of course, but it can also mean worries about money, debt, and investments.  It can come from ever-growing wish...

There are many ways to declutter, and I'm not here to tell you there's only one right way.  But if you find yourself decluttering over and over just to keep on top of stuff, your method may be missing one important ingredient. I know this because when I first started reading about simple living, I made the same mistake.  You see, I'm quite good at paring down and removing things that are worn, outgrown, duplicated, or that I just don't want or use anymore.  I could do a little bit of that every week, save things up, and have a big garage sale a couple of times a year.  (What didn't sell, I'd donate.) The thing is, I'd always follow the garage sale with a shopping trip (or two).  Getting rid of unwanted things was a great way for me to refresh my home and my life.  It was the cue to go out and buy some new stuff for a new look.  My house was a revolving door of belongings.  Out with the old and in with the new! Pretty soon, I'd be decluttering a l...