Honest Simplicity

my winding road to a simpler life

Month: February, 2015

Empowering My Little Pack Rat

I have a little pack rat.  He is my five-year-old son and your trash could quickly become his treasure.  A discarded bottle cap becomes a miniature pie pan in his hands.  An empty plastic jar is soon the perfect coin container.  Paper and cardboard remnants transform into handmade books when this young author gets a hold of them.  I greatly appreciate his creativity and ability to entertain himself, but the hoard he creates needs to be dealt with from time to time (especially since his bedroom is roughly 8’x9′ with no closet!).  My daughter, who was recently sharing his room, chose to move downstairs because of his untidiness.  I lovingly teased him recently, calling him Templeton (as in the rat from Charlotte’s Web).


Today was the day we tackled the mess.  Though my son has a tendency to collect junk, he needs no convincing that a clean room is an enjoyable room.  He does need motivation and encouragement to do the job.  Once he started sorting his Read the rest of this entry »

The Big Tiny


I am reading The Big Tiny for the second time after lending it out to friends. In her memoir, Dee Williams invites the reader along for a raw look into her winding journey to simplicity. At times, her humor makes me laugh out loud, with tears running down my cheeks. In other moments, I can feel her tangible sadness and doubt. Though her joys far outweigh any disappointments, Dee doesn’t sugar coat the struggles she faced in downsizing her life into an 84-square foot home on wheels. On the process of letting go of her belongings, she writes, “I didn’t plan for this sort of hardship; I thought getting rid of stuff would be a simple matter of elbow grease and logic. Feelings of loss or remorse weren’t supposed to be a factor….I thought I would be beyond all of that.” Her story is uplifting and beautiful in its honesty. The lessons she’s learned challenge us to review our own meaning of happiness, our relationship to stuff, and to question how much is really enough. She writes,”…I stumbled into a new sort of ‘happiness’, one that didn’t hinge on always getting what I want, but rather, on wanting what I have. It’s the kind of happiness that isn’t tied so tightly to being comfortable (or having money and property), but instead is linked to a deeper sense of Read the rest of this entry »

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