We have all come to minimalism for one reason or another.
On top of that, all of us are a different breed of minimalist. Some of us do it purely for aesthetics. Some of us do it to be more green and help sustain the environment. Some of us do it to defy consumerism. Some of us have mixed reasons.
All of it is minimalism, and all of it is ok.
My pickle is this: after we have claimed our type of minimalism and whittled our lives down to what is comfortable (for us), what then?
Where is this epiphany that we are supposed to have after we have decluttered our space, our time commitments and, supposedly, our minds?
No one is really talking about this. We might still feel trapped. Trapped inside while others on the “outside” are getting it, moving on and figuring out what their life is all about. Those people with a lot of passion can really be annoying when you feel like you are flailing. So you just keep trying to get rid of more stuff, hoping this will suck away the negativity, loss and confusion.
We have a bunch of people who have hopped on this minimalist bandwagon, but once they reach the “end”, they don’t know where to go. I’d be curious to see the statistics on how many people build up their belongings again….the ones that don’t want to figure out who they are deep within, so once they reach their perfect point of minimalism, they start collecting again….hoarding again….consuming again — anything to fill that empty void that remains after you have purged the outside things that once made you….you. It can be a dangerous cycle that never ends.
We are all informed enough, now, in this minimalist movement to know that it was never the “stuff” that made us who we are, yet after we rid ourselves of our clunky, time-cluttered lifestyles, we may still struggle with who we are. Minimalism is not always some grand gesture that leads to a life of emblazoned passion about how to save the world and be a better person. In fact, it may make you quite cranky for awhile. It may suck the life out of you. You may be fucking bored out of your mind without your gizmos and gadgets. This may go on and on and on, until you are ready to break free from thinking that the lifestyle you choose will solve all your problems (minimalism or not). You may also decide that living a dogmatic minimalist lifestyle is not what you thought — it may not even be who you are. Balance may be better.
The skeletons in your closet will have to come out eventually. You will have to face them all. So, minimalism can help get you there. But, minimalism will not force you to bring out your skeletons and deal with them. Only you can do that. You can choose to live the superficial benefits of minimalism and NEVER delve into what could lie beyond for you. Or, you can take full advantage of the emptiness that minimalism can leave behind and do the hard, dirty work of figuring out where to go next.
It’s not easy.
No one can tell you how to do it.
But the option is there. Waiting.
But that doesn’t sell books, does it?