Radical Decluttering

peaceful picture of sky and lake with a rocky shore

A funny thing happened as I cleared my house of excess stuff: The invisibility cloak lifted off my furniture. I'd taken it for granted, it was part of the scenery. I hadn't considered living without my lovely living room wall unit, for example, until there was almost nothing left in it and the starkness of…

Letting Go

Waves

Resetting My Life I wrote before about the start of my radical decluttering journey (Powerful Books) - it was (officially) in 2015, after years of chaos and trauma in my personal life, when I'd found hope and excitement about the future. (Unofficially, I can trace my first step to a moment of sparkling lights glistening…

The Best Clutter

two cats looking out through a doorway

In the video called My Furniture-Free Minimalist Apartment Tour, I was charmed by Youheum Son, an extreme minimalist. I could listen to her soothing voice for hours, but it was the hope of seeing more of her cat, Boru, that kept me glued to my screen. I scrolled through many of her other videos, wondering,…

More Motivation for Minimalism

Me and my daughter on the ocean, near an iceberg.

I’m years into my quest for less, and the more radical decluttering I do, the happier I am. There’s an urgency to it now though, that has nothing to do with the delight I find in simplicity. It’s my children. The earth is on fire, and their future is burning along with it. Our home…

There’s Always Less To Do

notebooks with a to do list saying LESS ... and dance

Do you always get through your to-do list? If you're laugh-crying at such a ridiculous question, you're not alone. If your answer is "usually, not always" then congratulations, that's awesome! A) Tell us how and B) Are there things you'd like to be doing but can't fit them in? Maybe this will help. The key…

Expect the Unexpected

notebook page with "new plan" crossed out and "new new plan" written

I love to plan – LOVE setting out all my upcoming adventures in my calendar, dreaming about what I’ll do on that weekend in Manhattan or what chores to tackle before a gaggle of teenagers fills my basement for a sleepover. A lesson I have to learn repeatedly though, is that whatever story I tell…

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