in All things

Could it be that, compelled by our culturally-ingrained tendency toward pragmatism, reductionism, and bravado, we outwardly praise the clever functioning and data-described achievements of our technological creations, yet inwardly we sense that there is something more soul-stirring and more consistent with the good stuff of which we’re made, and more reflective of the beauty of our Maker?

We live in a seemingly increasingly divisive world. We recognize that although none of the supposed dichotomies really align with THE dichotomy, it is far too easy for us to live as such.

The spaces in our homes are the places where we create meaning for ourselves and for our loved ones.

Another important question remains, though—in the realm of minimalism, why is it only a select culture of people who get to define what is and isn’t a healthy internal and external reality?