I am envious of Dan Kern. He’s the fellow from Winnipeg who is, over the course of the next month, trying to eliminate all but 100 things from his possession. You can follow his progress on his blog. His point, with which I concur, is the more we have the less we do. Our things start to own us; engulf us; trap us. I remember how liberating it felt travelling around India and Nepal with all my worldly possessions on my back. There was nothing more that I needed. I’m looking forward to feeling the same way during my trip to Spain.
I look around this house and see thousands and thousands of things. Grant it, there are four of us. If it were just me, I think I’d get rid of just about all the furniture except the pieces that were owned by my parents or grandmother. I might or might not decide to keep my bed. I rather enjoy sleeping on the floor. I could happily reduce all my kitchen gear by three-quarters. My books? I used to love being surrounded by books. Now I have come to understand that’s what libraries are for. My CDs? Ditto. Clothes and shoes…hmmmm, I might have a problem there, as some of my clothes/footwear I really love. But definitely they could do with a good culling. The art on my walls: these are a couple of pieces I would hate to part with but most of it could go without too much heartbreak on my part. My growing wine collection…I’d have great fun getting rid of this with the help of friends and family. Which raises the question: why the heck aren’t I drinking more of the stuff instead of stashing it away?
What about you? Could you live with just 100 things? What could you not live without?