The concept of abandoning or giving up things has been on my mind in recent days. The big ideas centered around physical items, time, and people.
My thinking has changed over the past several years where my primary thought of value equated with money. Money buys you what you need to live.
It is the simple idea that money pays for items and services you need. I didn’t put time or relationships in the same context of value until I was much older. I had an ah-ha moment while I was teaching yoga. I mentally calculated how many students per session I would need to be able to pay for something I desired. Some items were too many people or sessions. It just wasn’t worth it to me. It actually stopped me from making some impulsive purchases.
Those of you who follow the blog know that I just recently moved again. You also know that I have moved several times over the last 4 years. With every move, I evaluate the value of the items I have acquired.
At this point, there are only a few items I will hold onto forever.
This evaluation has forced me to realize some things are just not worth moving to a new space. The cost of the energy and time outweighs the use or sentimental value of the item itself.
One practice that influenced this idea for me was a reading flare of minimalistic books in 2013. The big idea I gleaned from all the reading was “If you don’t love it, then it shouldn’t take up space in your dwelling or schedule.”
Time and monetary value are often compared. But here is the thought that hit me: You can always make more money.
There are legitimate ways.
There are illegal ways.
There is a dangerous way.
You have to spend your time in some way to make money, usually.
You cannot create more time. You cannot.
If 24 hours isn’t enough there’s no way for you to miracle another hour no matter how desperate you need it.
As an example: Today is July 1st. Those of you who follow and read the blog are aware I moved out of my house in June. As a function and consequence of the lease, I had to be out of the house by midnight. There is no time turner or time travel scenario from one of my short stories where I can wish myself more time.
I think that is the true test of becoming an adult – you realize that time is much more valuable than money. You start to spend it wiser. Here is hoping I use my time and my money wisely moving forward!