I’ve been reading about minimalism lately. It’s making me want to throw out nearly everything I own. The problem is that the things I haven’t tossed in the bin for Goodwill donations in the past few years are the things that are from a long time ago. Very few things I’ve acquired over the past five years have even made it past the maniacal many-bag clutter-my-entire-room-in-organized-piles purges of the past two years.
I want to live more minimally. I don’t like clutter, and yet habits from my childhood of being a packrat still surface from time to time. This is a part of myself I have accepted but don’t particularly care for.
I’ve purged my life of unnecessary relationships with people, unnecessary clothes, books, etc but I still want my space to reflect more of who I want to be than has actually occurred.
So, in less than two weeks when I go minimal with my packing (everything for 2 weeks in a 40 liter pack) for my first overseas adventure, I will be manifesting more of the person that I want to become, and that is a win in my book.
What are some ways that you, dear and probably lone reader, have invoked minimalism in your life for the gain of mental clarity or otherwise? Please comment! ❤
Peace love and plants
I’ve developed a rather odd habit. Every time I see a fig tree, I start looking for fruit. I have this bizarre need to forage for figs and I’m not entirely sure what that’s about, but I think it’s a combination between the following:
- I don’t want to pay $6-8/lb for fresh figs
- Foraging is like a an edible treasure hunt
- Figs are my second or third favorite sweet fruit (avocado is a fruit, hence my specification)
In less than three weeks I will be on my first trip overseas and I am hoping to see some wild food to forage in the alps. Perhaps I should get some sort of guide to edible plant species.
I’d like for this humble blog to turn into something more than the insane ramblings of broke-ass vegan. That could be the name of the blog when I actually begin traveling more: Broke-Ass Vegan Travels.
Looking forward to being a dirty hippie for a few weeks in a country where I barely speak the language.
Peace love and plants
Eat, run, rest- repeat. This has been the structure of my life for the past year and now I’m adding travel to that arrangement. I’m a foodie, hippie, yogi, runner, nerd, dreamer, and nature lover with a serious case of wanderlust.
I am starting this blog to capture my world. The food, trails, and destinations that I can catalog my life with as a twenty-something woman stuck in a cubicle 40 hours a week.
So hold on to your butts and I hope you enjoy my waffling poetic about how much I love scones and the dragonflies I saw on my trail run yesterday.
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Peace love and plants.