For the past two years, I’ve been thinking a lot about the idea of simplifying my life. I became overwhelmed with the stuff I owned, the things I thought I needed and the clutter that was filling the physical space around me. I found myself constantly rummaging through my belongings, organizing them and feeling the need to buy more when I couldn't find what I was looking for. In the same way, the overload of information, social media and technology created an overabundance of mental clutter that has distracted me from the vibrancy of life.
At the root of all this clutter, is the notion that consuming more has become normal and good. It’s suggested that having more will make us feel better about ourselves and our situations. It’s allowed us to comfortably float on the cloud of consumerism, while becoming numb to real life. Our things get in the way of ourselves, often acting as distraction from who we really are. The root of our being is our heart, not our stuff.