we all know the phrase- money doesn’t buy happiness. it’s cliche. but most people really never get to experience the truth.
I was brought up in a family situation where money wasn’t a problem. there was always enough/more than enough. my parents didn’t fight about money, to my knowledge, and if they did, it wasn’t about lack of money.
I recently finished the book Peace Pilgrim. It’s free, download and read it. One of the most compelling books I’ve read in years. The story is of an american woman, who, in the 1950s, the second part of her life, starts a perpetual walking pilgrimage across north america for peace- both outer peace and inner peace. She no longer uses money, has practically no possessions.
Since a young age, living without possessions or money has fascinated me. I have a mental running tab of people I’ve met or heard of who have lived that way. Living without money, or without possessions, by choice, because it was part of a spiritual journey.
There was this Bonnie Raitt song my parents used to play when I was a kid: “Freedom’s just another name for nothing left to lose” was the main refrain. [edit: see comments! not actually a Bonnie Raitt song….] It made a lot of sense to me.
Part of the reason I began sewing was the one thing I always wanted when I was younger- and couldn’t afford- was designer clothing. (my parents weren’t about to buy their teenage daughter designer clothes.) Sewing evolved my desire for expensive clothes into an intense creative pursuit- and transformed it. I definitely no longer wanted the labels. When I was 22, during college, I started this project about de-labeling. One of the results was a dress created from all the cut off labels I owned.
There was this continual process of transforming material unnecessary desires into something creative.
I don’t feel ‘called’ to live without money or go on a pilgrimage, but do feel there’s much to learn from it. I do intensely feel called to create with my hands, build practical beautiful things from fabric.