Our oldest daughter turned nine last month. In true minimalist fashion, I gifted her an experience: ice skating. Just she and I, for two whole hours, gliding among a thin…
A month into my minimalist journey, I quickly became disillusioned. Before “going minimalist” I’d devoured books and blog posts about person after person who had let go of well-over half…
Last week at school pick-up, I had a moment that was interpreted as rather Grinch-like. I was chatting with other moms, when the topic of Christmas gift-related overwhelm emerged. I…
I recently read a quote about Christmas that left me thinking. In Letters from Father Christmas, J.R.R. Tolkien says, “Here comes Christmas! That astonishing thing that no ‘commercialism’ can defile—unless…
Editor’s note: This is a guest post by Rose Lounsbury. When I was a kid, my parents gave me an oil lamp for Christmas. I was confused by this for three…
Editor’s note: This is a guest post by Jessalynn Jones of Doable Simplicity. Black Friday has always reminded me of a Las Vegas buffet. Showy, with a stage set for overconsumption. …
I stood in the middle of our street, face tilted skyward, welcoming the wet frigid flakes as they steadily pelted my skin. Squinting my eyes against the snowy onslaught, I…
Last weekend I ran across a countercultural story that left me brainstorming ways to become a better person. The story was about Sadio Mané, Senegalese soccer star. Now, I’m not…
Recently, I read about an extreme minimalist who lives with just 44 items. The article disclosed everything he owned. Scrolling through his punctuated possession list was inspiring—a stark reminder that…
Last weekend my kitchen was inundated with apples. Red and yellow orbs overflowed from plastic U-pick bags, creating a colorful scattering across countertops. They even began emerging from the diaper…