I’m going to share a secret with you.
I’m going to tell you my secret for downsizing from our 1,100 square foot home to a 100 square foot shuttle bus.
But first, you have to answer a question. Be honest, now; otherwise, well, how will I ever be able to believe a word you say in the future?
Here’s the question: Could you do it? Could you do what we are doing, selling everything, giving away what you don’t sell, and cramming all of your worldly possessions into a living space on wheels?
Could you? Better yet, would you?
And now, as a reward for answering that soul-searching question, I’m going to share that promised secret with you.
How can I downsize so drastically? How can I sell 90% of my possessions?
The secret: I simply don’t care about those possessions. They are not important to me. They once were but are no longer.
There you have it!
I once bought into the rat-race
Make no mistake about it, I was once a card-carrying member of the rat-race. I worked jobs so I could purchase more, plain and simple. And then I worked more jobs so I could buy more possessions, and if I didn’t have enough money for those possessions, I took out loans so I could buy them, and I worked longer hours to pay off the loans, robbing Peter to pay Paul, and I practiced that insanity for over fifty years.
And right this very moment, some of you are nodding, because you know you’ve done it too.
A rumbly in my tumbly
There was no Evangelical moment for me. I did not wake up one day with this discovery, the knowledge that I have been chasing my tail for lo these many decades. Instead, as our old friend Pooh likes to say, there has been a bothersome rumbly in my tumbly for some time now, a nagging whisper in the dark recesses of my brain, that something was not right. Thoreau called it living a life of quiet desperation, and I was, but I wasn’t aware of why.
I knew I wasn’t happy, but I could not put my finger on the source of that unhappiness.
Self-awareness . . . self-reflection . . . actually taking the time to look in a mirror, study the reflection, and determine why the laugh lines were fewer, why the soul worked harder to radiate, why a once light-hearted individual had to work so hard to crack a smile on his craggy face . . . I had to be cruelly honest with myself to find the answer. Thankfully, I found it, before it was too late. At seventy-four, time was running out, and wouldn’t it be sad to die without discovering the source of that desperation?
I needed to get off the treadmill and simplify my life. I had paid my dues, played the game like a fervent, dedicated devotee, done everything I could to be a good, economic soldier, to keep the world economy humming, and I had failed miserably, with failure being measured by the level of satisfaction I lived with daily.
Stick a fork in me; I’m well-done!
Understand this well
I am not speaking for anyone else. I am not even suggesting that you do the same. I am no soapbox preacher. I have no desire to be the face of some grand movement. I am simply explaining why I am doing what I am doing. That is all! It is a full-time job for me to take care of me. It would be exhausting to take on the excrement of someone else’s life.
I simply promised you all to share a secret with you, and I’ve done that in this article.
I no longer care about any of it! I am burning my membership card to the Great Economic Movement. I am turning in my key to the clubhouse. My thoughts now turn to the basics, the foods, the water, and the shelter on wheels I am lovingly constructing. I am turning my attention to just being, to wander through this country, to take pictures, to film films, to sniff flowers and wade through streams and watch clouds drift by.
What you do with this secret I have shared with you all is your business. Laugh at it, disdain it, mock it, or perhaps allow it to sink into the soil, and give birth to a seedling.
It’s entirely up to you!
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