// Less value in the material. Time is now wealth.//
Most of my belongings are still in garbage bags and boxes strewn about in the backyard, garage, basement, and my bedroom. They contain things I haven’t used in months since I left the ‘old house’ and others, for years.
Moving back home was nothing short of a slap in the face, a much needed reality check that I don’t need more than three quarters of the things I own. I couldn’t begin to explain just how incredibly delighted I am to rid of such material possessions that I now define as a waste of money. Away with them will go a past I am just as eager to leave behind. A fairly selfish one where I thought I needed such things in order to survive. What a thought to have. A thought so incredibly wrong that to a point it’s embarrassing for me to admit.
Nearly a year ago marked the start of a fresh, new, much needed, beginning which has guided me back to the life I used to live some time ago. The one before I veered off a path, which I knew deep inside, I should have kept on walking. One with very little possessions, one based on giving rather than receiving, one that’s selfless. A life my parents had encouraged me to live.
They taught me to live a life wherein happiness is not based on how much you have but on how much you give. A life where your focus should be on doing something for the greater good of humankind and not for yourself. A life where time is of the essence and it’s what you do with the time that you are given that really matters. My mother is never shy to remind me that we are only given one shot at life so we best be living it right.
I can’t change my past but know that what I consciously choose to do with my time now will provide for a richer future.
So here I am, finding less value in the material. Time is now wealth.
