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Embracing Minimalism

I overheard my girlfriend referring to me as a minimalist last night, and for some reason, that struck me as funny. I suppose it is because I have never really consciously embraced that. Yet, I look at the choices I have made over the past couple of years, and I realize that is exactly what I have become.

At this moment, I am sitting at a cafe in St Thomas drinking a carton of coconut water. My small backpack is sitting next to me. I have two mobile phones on my right. They are both prepaid. One has a dual SIM slot so I can connect both at home and abroad. I have a small leather journal, my Passport, and a basic black leather purse.

I came to St Thomas for a working vacation about 2 weeks ago with a small carry-on. I have about 6 wrap dresses with me and 2 sets of yoga pants. I have a pair of flip-flops, tennis shoes, and dress shoes. Believe it or not, I have not worn all of the things I have with me! I am realizing how little I actually need to survive.

As I packed for my trip, I was thinking about my German lover. He travels worldwide for work and has a basic uniform that he wears, which is simply jeans and black tee shirts. He can carry all he needs in a backpack. As a Southern American woman, many of my outfits are colorful and lightweight, but I have been thinking more and more about toning down my style a bit. When black is your basic palette, you can travel without undue attention.

I am also amazed at how I do not miss “home.” In all honesty, I do not really feel I have a place called home. I am from South Carolina originally, but I was raised in Utah and Florida. I have traveled all over the United States and the world. I have family and friends worldwide. I love meeting people and experiencing their world. When I travel, I never want a tour of the famous sites. I want to live like a local for the duration of my visit. I want to know what the good and bad is in any given area.

I have been pondering my next steps after St Thomas, and I feel a plan coming together. What I know is this – I am a gypsy at heart. I have done my part to raise my children in a stable environment, and now I am free to indulge in the spirit that has been patiently awaiting her release for years. Maybe in all of my wanderings, I will finally find a home. I am discovering that home is not a place, though. Home is within my soul, and the rest is simply geography.

 

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