I have tried the “Shopping Ban” a couple of times, and I have failed, and perhaps I just wasn’t ready. I was a self proclaimed Shopaholic, now I would call myself a recovering Shopaholic who aspires to become a minimalist.
Aha moments come at the strangest times in life. For me, my aha moment hit me in November 2012, when I had to put my very old kitty of 18 years at least (possibly more – she was a rescue) down, and all I could think was how much I would have paid to have her for a little bit longer, and how what I owned could not compare to the loyalty and love she gave to me over the years. I thought to myself, I would trade everything I own to have Ernie (that was her name) back.
You may be thinking, “Rachel! She was only a cat!”, but to me she was family.
Above Scotland in autumn 2011
In 2012 I had gone to South Korea and Germany, and I was traveling in style which cost a lot too. I was living beyond my means and not denying myself a thing. I was still toting the idea of “if it fits on the credit card, I can afford it”. A credit card when not used responsibly, is nothing but an illusion with interest; it is “fake money”.
I was listening to a podcast by the Minimalists and one of the guys was at a party which had parents and kids, and he spoke to a little girl who was playing with a play cash register and she had a play credit card, and he asked her what the card was and her response was “fake money”; even four year olds know what credit cards are!
I am trying to live more with less. My eyes are so much more opened to the truth around my human nature being manipulated by an idea that I need to own more, and own certain products, specific brands, but it is all just stuff. And the greatest truth which is so friggin’ enlightening is stuff doesn’t matter. I don’t need stuff. I need my health, I do need money to live, to travel (responsibly), to provide for my family & the people I love who DO MATTER!