slower days, taking my time and breathing through each one of these unpredictable hours is dreamlike, really. there is no rush. we talk of minimalism and most of the time we’re talking of belongings or decor…how to pare down. but really, like anything else, a way of living comes from within and transcends every part of you.
we embrace a minimalist lifestyle because less truly makes us happier people. I’ll speak for me, it makes me a happier woman and more enjoyable to be around. clutter in belongings, tasks, and activities distracts me from my relationships with others and myself . it makes me anxious instead of full. i’m in a constant state of what am I forgetting instead of being content.
doing less and doing it slowly
what if you elected to do less instead of taking on more? not only to do less, but take your time and dive into each and every task, resisting perfectionist tendencies and being kind to yourself…doing the task at hand to the best of your ability and absorbing what it gives back. Is that even possible? Can we open ourselves up to experiencing versus achieving even if that means less to write on your list of accomplishments but more to your overall well-being and sense of self.
putting it in practice
this is an enrichment exercise following my six year recovery period of being a lifelong perfectionist. sometime in my last year of college, I realized that the high expectations, incessant planning and pressure on myself was hindering my progress towards what I identified then as success and that just wouldn’t do. now I have a different vision of success, wealth, happiness, beauty, everything, and it’s time to review and implement a new practice of acceptance and ultimately, mindfulness.
my vision for myself is to make mindful choices to cultivate a simple life centered around our collective priorities. this means such different things for every single person but it’s worth setting that vague intention, that mantra, here. it is my hope that approaching life in this way will keep us on track to resist the urge to succumb to outside pressures or hell, the pressure we put on ourselves to fit some type of norm.
and i’m grateful for getting this far, being open to change and having the confidence (and support) to be a little bit different.
and that is really all you need to know about me.
another epiphany, or so to speak