Truly one of the hardest things about being human, in my opinion, is letting go of what we think our lives should look like, rather than molding them ourselves from a real, genuine place. I blame social media — (something I have issues with on a regular basis and am learning to set boundaries with) and our desire to overlook that these platforms were designed to be a highlight reel.
So please, if you find yourself on this journey to a simple, mindful life — but feel stuck because the girl who lives in Bend, Oregon in the perfect tiny home with her pup and loving partner seems to have had this way of living down pat since she introduced herself out of the womb — take a step back.
No, really. Go sit down.
Stop doing that to yourself. Because it isn’t real. She, like many others, have their own set of problems and hardships.
I, the person who runs this blog about simple, mindful living and has a highlight reel of her own, deal with such intense grief on a some-what regular basis after the loss of my dad that I sometimes forget how to breathe. I struggle with keeping boundaries in line, stretch myself too thin from time to time, have scolded my sweet puppy when he’s sniffing every little plant during our walks, and don’t have it all together. This way of living – slow and mindful – it’s a process, every day.
You don’t need to move to Bend, Oregon to find your true North. Nor do you need to sell your house and buy a tiny home to find your center.
You don’t need to quit your job (unless you want to!), you don’t need to ditch your wardrobe, and you don’t need to decorate with only 5 pieces of furniture to get to where you want to be.
You just need yourself, and the genuine desire to live a life filled to the brim with joy, tranquility, and the ability to forgive yourself when you slip — because you will.
We’re only human, after all.2