Less is More

The California Poppy, captured during our last hike (Mount Diablo)

I have been enamored of this concept for quite some time. Not exactly minimalism or disposing of anything that does not spark joy. Decluttering, yes. Not exactly essentialism or mindfulness, although both can be worthwhile, for different reasons. Not shorter, less strenuous hikes, although next month we will be turning it down a few notches (fewer than 10 miles, 2000 feet elevation gain) from the nature outing earlier this month to Mount Diablo (https://johnpavolotsky.com/2022/02/14/mount-diablo/). Not espressos or ristrettos; I still prefer my cappuccinos and occasional cup of coffee (and removing either from my daily routine would be nothing short of preposterous). Shorter books, yes, but I will still read, when available, volume 5 of Caro’s biography of LBJ; volumes 1-4 totaled probably close to 3,000 pages, and I doubt volume 5 will disappoint. To this end, I have co-founded a book club which will focus on shorter (and arguably more accessible, but still intellectually engaging) books. Fewer (but more targeted) redlines. Compact, but not terse, communications. More intentionality. Not necessarily wanting less (https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2022/03/why-we-are-never-satisfied-). Just being more thoughtful about what I want (and need), and how I can contribute meaningfully, and, to the extent possible, jettisoning the rest.

Comments welcomed.

3 thoughts on “Less is More

  1. Variety is the spice of life. I like the approach, and also the book club idea. As to hikes, I now prefer the “easier” ones that still fulfill needs and desires for meaningful exercise but not so strenuous as to risk nagging (though not serious) injury. (Being near the Alps certainly helps this approach.).

    De-cluttering is almost an obsession now: Have I worn or used this “object” in the last two years (or longer, depending on what it is and taking into considerations the lockdown)? How long have I owned it? For example, I have five or six sweaters–all of them at least ten years old. They are now in the “donate” pile. Do I reply need a smoking and tuxedo pants? (Well, tough one. One the one hand, we aren’t going to any black-tie parties these days; and on the other hand, Milan does not have a tuxedo rental business.)

    Well done, John!

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