I think about this often: how easy it is to mistake loudness for significance. How we sometimes believe that for something to matter, it must be obvious, overwhelming, larger than life.
Proud minimalist here. I’m a lively person, but I enjoy solitude more. I love to have quiet moments as well.
Minimalism (not scantism) is at the very core of my being. When things are too much, I can’t concentrate. Too many colors, a cluttered room (even the ones properly arranged, but there’s just a lot going on). Anything that looks like it’ll give me future wahala, I let it go. I don’t desire much as well and it doesn’t mean I’m not ambitious. I just choose what ambition I want, and it’s not loudness.
I have promised myself that I’ll still get a Vinyl player so I can listen to Sade Adu, & Passenger’s songs while I sip my drink as I gaze into the sunset.
This resonated so much with me. The subtle beauty is most often than not, the treasures we miss in our quest for loudness. Significance over loudness. Thanks for this. You took the words straight out of my heart and fleshed it out.
I love how your writing flows; how the words speaks to my soul.
Recently, I've discovered that I'm gradually titling towards minimalism. I'm a lively person, loves to go out but I'm beginning to cherish my solitude so much. I enjoy just sitting in the quiet, in my thoughts or reading a book or having meaningful conversation with friends—not gossips.
I'm beginning to appreciate the beauty of small things like people's smile, their laughter, their acts of kindness. And I've realized how lost in the crowd I've been.
Proud minimalist here. I’m a lively person, but I enjoy solitude more. I love to have quiet moments as well.
Minimalism (not scantism) is at the very core of my being. When things are too much, I can’t concentrate. Too many colors, a cluttered room (even the ones properly arranged, but there’s just a lot going on). Anything that looks like it’ll give me future wahala, I let it go. I don’t desire much as well and it doesn’t mean I’m not ambitious. I just choose what ambition I want, and it’s not loudness.
I have promised myself that I’ll still get a Vinyl player so I can listen to Sade Adu, & Passenger’s songs while I sip my drink as I gaze into the sunset.
haha love this really and yes definitely to the vinyl. there’s on the list here too!
too many colors <<<
To declutter the mind, to live simply, to love quietly, these are the new practices of discipline.
The uproarious is common; the loud & aggressive are trite. Thanks for suggesting a paradigm tilt. There's beauty in simplicity.
there sure is. and that simplicity is worthy of pursuit. thanks
simply written, smittenly fallen. 🫠
haha thank you! ❤️
I loved reading this!
thank youuu!!
This resonated so much with me. The subtle beauty is most often than not, the treasures we miss in our quest for loudness. Significance over loudness. Thanks for this. You took the words straight out of my heart and fleshed it out.
100% agree. we miss out a lot in our quest for the grandiose
I love how your writing flows; how the words speaks to my soul.
Recently, I've discovered that I'm gradually titling towards minimalism. I'm a lively person, loves to go out but I'm beginning to cherish my solitude so much. I enjoy just sitting in the quiet, in my thoughts or reading a book or having meaningful conversation with friends—not gossips.
I'm beginning to appreciate the beauty of small things like people's smile, their laughter, their acts of kindness. And I've realized how lost in the crowd I've been.
Thank you for sharing this story.
Your words are like soft cake in my mouth while reading it out, Thank you for writing
Oh this describes how I live and the bonus is how it drives the people around me crazy and the tickles that gives me.
Very lovely read.