I used to think wanting more was about things. Commodities. Purses, shoes, vacations, dining room tables, the bigger apartment, the better job title.
More. And more, and more.
Stepping off the escalator of urban life, away from the corporate ladder and any Joneses to keep up with….I have more. Only with a lot less.
Part of this new year, this new leaf, this new blog is to commit to more time outside. More time appreciating all the good, lovely, incredible things we’ve grown to take for granted living in this beautiful place. Taking it all in, taking photos. Realizing how much more we have now that our our home, our belongings, these things we surround ourselves with are so much less.
And we still have a long way to go toward this path of less for ultimately…more.
Love this Rachel!
I too have thought about a simpler life without so much “stuff” that we believe is important for a happier life.
Less is definately more!
Look forward to reading more about your amazing journey.
All my best,
Thanks, Nelen! 🙂 It’s been a labour of love (and spare minutes) to get this up and running..! Appreciate the support so much!!
Rachel I was wondering how you knew what direction to go when you decided to make such a massive change to your lives? I have this longing for a different life for our little family, like you describe with more time outside, more time together, more with less – I just feel a bit lost! I wonder if I am just a dreamer and this longing is just me thinking the grass is greener. How did you know to listen to that voice that told you to change, to know where to go or what it was you wanted to do? Sorry a bit of a deep plea for your help 🙂
No need to apologize! 🙂 We honestly had no idea if this was the right way to go. But we knew we needed to shake it up somehow. In hindsight, I think we could have sold off a lot more of our stuff right away. We spent close to $2k between boxes, U-Haul trucks, ferries, gas, etc. to get things up here that within a matter of months I was taking to the free store. When it came right down to it, we visited the farm that we started on and knew that four days later I was flying to Toronto to either quit or confirm I was moving back to Ontario. When we weighed the risks in either direction, we felt confident that even if this was *too far* or led us down another rabbit hole in the future that didn’t look so farm-y…it would at least jolt us into being more careful in our consideration for what we really wanted. I do think making a time period commitment (for us it was a year) was critical. There were several points before that ‘homesteadversary’ that we almost threw up our hands and packed it all in.