The phrase towards simplicity has been circling in my mind for months. I wrote it on a post-it, stuck it above my desk. I see it every day. And, I keep coming back to what it means; grappling with the concept. Is it a goal, an aspiration? Or, is it more than that: a need?
I’m not given to making resolutions. Setting such specific goals, then failing to meet them, is a sure fire way to make you feel bad.
As the new year has begun though, I have seen several people write about choosing a word to live their year by.
I like this. I feel comfortable, and hopeful, about doing this.
Choosing a word to shape my thoughts, influence my choices. Guide me towards the life I wish to lead.
Regular readers will be not be surprised to learn that I have chosen the word simplify.
I have not chosen simplicity, because I recognise that much of my life, by necessity and want, will remain complex.
I have not chosen simple, because I know that many of life’s complications are in fact enjoyable, exciting and essential.
But, I do need to simplify.
Ultimately, this isn’t about changing my life; it’s about redefining it.
Reevaluating, streamlining and clarifying.
I have books to read, ideas to try and decisions to make! Some things will work, others won’t.
I truly believe that simplifying; my surroundings, my goals, my obligations; will lead me to a happier and calmer place. By ridding myself of the unnecessary, I will create space for creativity, productivity and achievement.
It won’t be simple, and the irony of that does make me smile, or rather, grimace. It will be challenging and frustrating. Banishing my inner hoarder will take some time. Letting go of my innate need to do everything by myself will be hard. Decluttering, both physically and mentally, will be difficult.
But, life is short. Too short to be overwhelmed by unimportant stuff. It’s time to take control and make space for what is important.
Space for my family, space for me. And, space to write.
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