Lately, I’ve thought about this often. When was I the happiest? And how do I get back there? Every time I ask, I come up with the same answer: When I had nothing. See, after my divorce, I had precious little. I had a futon for a couch and that I borrowed from my parents. … [Read more…]
Reading through Facebook today I found this posted by another Nourishing Minimalism, a blog I started following. It’s a repost from TreeHugger. I find this idea quite interesting because I have been saying for some time that if I could design a house I would do it around the space we use most. Apparently I … [Read more…]
It seems that the more I strive toward wanting to make things a bit simpler, easier, better to cope with, the more they just get complicated. I can write fairly inane posts about cleaning out my closet or wearing certain clothing, etc, but really that is just a few minor things. The rest of our lives … [Read more…]
Only here in a “first world” country, the land of plenty, could minimalism be a “thing.” Only here where we are so overstuffed would we voluntarily decide to live with less. My family sponsors some children through Compassion International. We sponsor them because they do not have. While I sit here stuffing my face with … [Read more…]