Fresh-Baked Bread & Hand-Picked Flowers

Where do you derive your value from? Is it from the things that fill your living space? Furniture, photos, books, toys. Your job title? Teacher, accountant, freelancer, dog-walker. Maybe it’s from your relationships: parent, brother, godmother, aunt. Or perhaps you arrive at your value simply from how you feel when you wake up in the morning: the better you feel, the higher your worth.

These value markers are like empty seats at the table. We leave them open and put out place settings, hoping they’ll be filled by those we love, familiar faces who make us feel good; but the longer they go unused, the deeper we feel a sense of vacancy that only leaves us wanting more.

Each time we rely on an external measure to determine our self-worth, we are putting out an empty chair. In an urgency to fill them, we continually turn to the qualifiers most readily available to us, those that we’re led to believe define who we are.

Soon, there are more available seats at our table than there are occupied ones.

When an unknown guest with a kind smile shows up at our door, we turn them away, citing, “Those seats are saved.” When this guest returns, this time with hand-picked flowers, we thank them for their thoughtful gesture, but quickly close the door. When this guest comes back again with a loaf of fresh-baked bread, we usher them out saying we don’t have any room, and return to our empty table.

No matter how many times our value presents itself, we readily reject it in favor of that which we hope will make our net worth rise.

Our relationships, occupations, and possessions are no better at defining us than is a morning rain shower at predicting whether the sun will set. One is variable, the other absolute.

The more we are able to recognize our inherent value, the more we seek relationships, jobs, and belongings that fulfill us. Yet so often we behave as if the opposite is true: we seek fancier titles, expensive accessories, and expect our loved ones to make us feel whole.

Our sense of wholeness comes from within. It comes from:

Our talents: What are you good at? What comes naturally to you that others struggle with? It doesn’t need to be something you’ve been doing for a long time, and certainly doesn’t need to be something that makes you popular. If you’re fluent in gardening or have a knack for repairing old bikes, more power to you!

Our goals: Where do you see yourself in 10 years? How about in 10 minutes? It’s not achieving our goals that determines our value, but our setting them. Maybe you want to train for a race. Your value is inherent in the way you choose to take care of your body, not in your finish time.

Our free time: How do you spend your unfilled hours? Volunteering, seeing friends, exploring your city? When we connect with something larger than ourselves, we are choosing to believe that our actions and our voice matter; that we matter.

How we love and care for ourselves: We cannot value ourselves fully when we fail to take care of ourselves. When we’re repeatedly hard on ourselves, or don’t take time to tend to our needs, we send ourselves the message that we are not worthy. When we recognize our worth, we simultaneously recognize that we are deserving of our own love and attention.

When we invite in these guests, our table is always full.

We cease to feel the longing of being surrounded by empty chairs and instead feel grounded, open, and grateful.

Our relationships matter not because they make us feel whole, but because we have learned to engage with them fully.

Our jobs begin to shape us by what we bring to them, not by what they demand from us.

Our material possessions simply become extensions of the value we hold for ourselves, not of the value we expect them to add to our lives.

And we wake up each morning, knowing that our worth does not fluctuate with the day’s occurrences, but instead is measured from a place deep inside, where fresh-baked bread, hand-picked flowers, and kind smiles are bountiful.

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Second Chance Minimalism: Relearning to Live with Less

This article originally appeared on No Sidebar.

I never imagined my journey with minimalism would lead me here:

To living off the bare essentials, to wrestling with a deep craving to share not only my material belongings, but the intricate moments that make up each of my days, to learning that saying no in the short-run can lead to a lot more saying yes in the long-run. I never imagined it, and yet, it’s been one of my greatest teachers and steadiest motivators over the past several years.

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Reflections from an Old Soul

Every week, my pup and I go to visit residents at an assisted living facility. Many of them are hard of hearing and few remember our names. Some recall having had pets of their own, but have trouble filling in the details. Yet their joy is apparent, as Lyla patiently sits in their laps, and they gently stroke her.

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The Love You Seek

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The love you bear for yourself is never unrequited. You are the generous giver and the sole receiver. You do not have to wonder if your sentiments will be echoed or your kind gestures returned. You need only love yourself fully.

The love we bear for ourselves is guaranteed, each return exceeding its investment. Perhaps you’re longing to experience this kind of love from someone you care about, or maybe your heart aches from loving someone who cannot fully love you back.

The more we seek love like this, the harder we struggle, and the less we come to love ourselves. But who is more worthy of the careful attention and thoughtful affection we so readily dole out on others than the gentle soul that carries us through each day?

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