A Simple Approach to Living With Less

How to Soar Over Hurdles That Stand in Your Way

Let no feeling of discouragement prey upon you, and in the end you are sure to succeed. ~ Abraham Lincoln

It’s easy to get discouraged when you are building a new life for yourself and for your family. It’s hard work to live differently than you have before and to be different from those around you.

I get discouraged by messes all the time. My brother and nephew are home for the summer, so our typical household of 10 is now a full dozen family members under one roof. To say that messes pop up quickly would be a major understatement!

The Ferris Wheel of Clutter Just Ain’t Fun

Ahh, the ferris wheel. The classic entertainment venue of fairgrounds everywhere. On the first ride to the top it’s great fun to look around and see how far you’ve come. The second trip up is still new enough to keep up the excitement, but not quite as momentous. By the fifth or sixth time around […]

Clear Priorities: When Reality Scares You Straight

It’s a good practice to remind yourself of your priorities and how you got to where you are now. Writing them down always helps me because I have a tendency to forget (shocking, right?). The noise of life does a pretty good job of clouding our thinking and distracting us from the important questions we need to be asking ourselves. Take the time to ask yourself why you do what you do. The awareness you will gain is important but keeping it is the vital missing piece to the puzzle.

How to Revive Your Minimalist Mojo

When I began my journey to minimalism two years ago, I thought it would be easy. It felt so great to watch the wide eyes of the Goodwill workers as we carried in yet another load of our belongings. I loved feeling lighter and lighter as our rooms and closets all cleared out. I was […]

Three Steps to Wanting Less

Note: This is a guest post by Rachel Jonat from The Minimalist Mom.

I grew up wanting a lot more than I had.

We lived in a wealthy community and my mother was a single parent of six children. She decided to keep us in that city, despite the difficult social stigma of our situation, because the public schools were great and it was a nice neighborhood for us to grow up in. I believe it was the right decision but it was a hard one. We were the have-nots, the kids without money for the field trip or hot dog days, the kids without winter coats.

So I grew up wanting things I could not have. Mostly clothing. I wanted to dress like everyone else.