Can you think of one of the top growth companies that didn't exist before the 1950s? Storage Units. Frightening isn't it? In fact, The Economist reports that 1 in 10 families use them. Why do we need storage units? Because we need so much crap. Really? For the first time in my life the scales are falling from my eyes and I am becoming a believer in less is more. Thank you Jen Hatmaker; you have officially made my thoughts and gut wrenching guilt over consuming come to an end. I hope.
I told you guys a few weeks ago that the book 7 is rocking my world and I would walk you through a few transformative issues from the book. Today I focus on my crap... I have this hideous necklace that I keep in my jewelry box as a reminder of my absurd desire to follow my feelings when it comes to stuff. When I purchased it several years ago I thought it was the perfect accessory to make simple ensembles pop. Wrong! The thing is ugly. Really ugly. I think I only wore it once, but at the time I was quite sure I needed it. I will hold onto that necklace forever, as a reminder that things/stuff/crap won't make me happy. And feelings are just as fleeting at high waist jeans and high-heeled sneaks.
I have tried to stuff every empty place in my life, heart and soul with stuff and none of it has filled the void. Ever. More has never made anyone eternally happy. In fact, there are millions - dare I say, billions - that are happier with less than what I have. True. I recently watched a documentary called Happy and there are researchers who have studied this very thing, uncovering the truth that stuff does NOT improve our quality of life.
So, I am officially simplifying. Subtracting from my crazy emotional mathematic equation that says more + more = happiness. I am refusing to believe that lie. I am refusing to compare other people's external lives with my internal knowledge of my own life. It will never compare. I am getting off the hamster wheel of consumption because purchasing that new whatever only provides momentary enjoyment and then I'm left with all the same feelings that were there before and a stupid storage unit!
Who's with me? xo