Minimalism is simple in concept, yet more difficult in execution. It took me a while, but I realize now that minimalism is a luxury.
n. pl. lux·u·ries
1. Something inessential but conducive to pleasure and comfort.
2. Something expensive or hard to obtain.
3. Sumptuous living or surroundings: lives in luxury.
Well, I’d say the first two definitely apply to minimalism. As I mentioned before, it took me a while to realize that Minimalism is indeed a luxury.
The past year I’ve spent a lot of time and energy parting with unneeded possessions. I also rented out my house (The rental market in Silicon Valley is ridiculous) and have been living as a bit of a vagabond. I’m still employed of course, but have been working in New York, staying with friends there, and now house/dog sitting back home in the San Francisco Bay Area.
Now that I’m a minimalist, doesn’t mean anyone one else is, nor everywhere I go.
The last time I spent any time in a minimalist environment was before moving out of my house in May 2013. I bring very little with me, but I find I’m surrounded by material excess and hardly any breathing room no matter where I go. In New York and back here in CA, every place I’ve stayed has too much stuff in my opinion.
Minimalism, so far, has been “hard to obtain”.
Being a minimalist by choice, rather than lack of financial means, is more proof that it’s a luxury. I have the luxury of getting rid of things by choice. I don’t have to choose between buying a new pair of shoes or a jacket. Well , I bought them both, and then got rid of them both, eventually! So yes, maybe the pursuit of minimalism is an upper –middle class indulgence. So what? Eventually we all learn that things do make us happy.
How about you, have you achieved an optimal minimalist lifestyle, only to see it disappear the second you leave the house? Have you stayed with friends or family and wonder why they have so much stuff you can’t even unpack your bags? Please share in the comments!