Material Possessions

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Like most people I have spent an obscene amount on new cars, the sparkle and smell of a shiny new car used to draw me in like a magnet. 

Along with cars, I had fallen into a rabbit hole called material possessions.  

Wardrobes, cabinets, cupboards stuffed full with golf gear, electrical items, clothes, gadgets and all manner of material possessions.  


Cupboards bulging and I was sinking so spent 1hr plus on the running machine every evening to make myself feel better back in 2006.  


In 2012 we started to get rid of the stuff and have recently had our last clear out of my golf stuff as now I have other, more important things to look after than possessions that mean absolutely nothing. 


I try to believe that I am wiser, older and I have started to listen to my inner voice that I ignored so long ago. I’m catching up on what I should have been doing, reading, spending time with my family and I have started writing because I am now focused.


Material possessions of any kind are a distraction, can become an addiction and are often a temporary fix.  Looking back, I was fashioning myself into someone I thought I wanted to be by buying all this crap.  I was actually though already myself, and the path with the least resistance, the path that offered the most immediate reward didn’t leave me any time for the hard stuff which was family time, reading and starting to write.  


I believe a huge % of us worship at the alter of materialism.  A relationship is created with empathy, love, and communication, not by stuff. Some material possessions are important, and there’s nothing wrong with buying what you need.

It all comes down to priorities.  

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