Hoe Ik Rijk Werd Dankzij het #Minimalisme


Weinig keuzes die ik gedurende mijn leven heb gemaakt, hebben zoveel bijgedragen aan financiële onafhankelijkheid en rijkdom, als de keuze om te gaan leven als minimaliste. Sinds ik een minimalistische mindset heb, en deze door voer in het dagelijks leven, ben ik rijker dan ooit. Ik werk niet meer, heb geen schulden meer, maar wel een gevulde spaarrekening, meer tijd, meer ruimte, meer geld en meer geluk. Het klinkt bijna te mooi om waar te zijn, maar dat is het niet! Ook jij kunt het bereiken.

 
 

Minimalisme komt eigenlijk neer op het idee dat je meer ruimte kunt maken voor de dingen die je echt belangrijk vindt in het leven, doordat je andere dingen uit je leven verwijdert. Oftewel; identificeer wat voor jou essentieel is, en elimineer al het overige. Als je dit toepast op alle aspecten van je leven, zul je net zo rijk worden als ik.

Goed, we gaan dus als eerste elimineren. De meeste mensen zullen beginnen met ontspullen. Ontspullen is simpelweg het afscheid nemen van spullen die voor jou niet essentieel zijn, en die ruimte, geld en/of ontspanning opleveren wanneer ze verdwijnen. In onderstaande blog lees je over welke 5 manieren ik je kan aanraden om te starten met ontspullen.

Het grote voordeel van ontspullen is dat het direct resultaat geeft, door deze directe bevrediging zul je gemotiveerd blijven door te gaan, en verslaafd raken aan het lichte gevoel dat het geeft, wat het weer makkelijker maakt om het minimalisme door te voeren op andere gebieden in je leven. Maar first things first; we zijn nog bezig met ontspullen. Het directe resultaat uit zich eerst in ruimte in je woning. Zet alle nog bruikbare spullen die je weg wilt doen, of het nu een DVD is of een kapotte wasmachine, op Marktplaats of op de plaatselijke Verkoophoek. Ontspullen wordt veel

makkelijker als er een beloning in geld tegenover staat. Ik kies daarom bij voorkeur voor het laatste. Omdat de plaatselijke Verkoophoek op Facebook vooral mensen uit de buurt trekt, worden kopers niet gehinderd door eventuele verzendkosten, en komen ze over het algemeen snel de spullen ophalen. Al het geld wat het verkopen oplevert, doe je in een pot, liefst doorzichtig, waarin je je vermogen snel kunt zien groeien.

Of je nu kiest voor verkopen via een plaatselijke Verkoophoek of via Marktplaats, zorg dat je advertenties aan de volgende eisen voldoen, zodat je zo snel mogelijk zoveel mogelijk geld krijgt voor je items;

Of je nu een week vrij neemt om fanatiek aan de slag te gaan met je hele huis, of dat je iedere dag een stukje doet (één kast, alleen de zolder, etc.); ga hoe dan ook door en blijf van het geld in je potje af. Pas als je het gevoel hebt dat je klaar bent met ontspullen, of als de pot overstroomt, breng je het geld naar de bank en stort je het direct naar je schuldeiser, of als je schulden-vrij bent, naar je spaarrekening. Als je klaar bent met het ontspullen, heb je al een flinke slag geslagen, een hoop geld verdiend, en een nieuwe mind-set gecreëerd. Na de moeite die je hebt gedaan om te ontspullen zul je nu wel beter nadenken voor je weer iets nieuws aanschaft. Je zult ervaren dat je niet alleen rijker bent geworden, maar je ook rijker vóelt, en dankbaarder bent voor de spullen in je huis. Je hebt namelijk bewust voor de spullen gekozen! Heb je toch nog moeite met ontspullen? Of wil je een tweede ronde maken en kijken of je nog meer kunt verdienen en weg kunt doen, nu je gewend bent aan het weg doen van spullen? Lees deze blog!

Nu je verslaafd bent geraakt aan het gevoel van minder, is het tijd eens te kijken naar je uitgavenpatroon. Je hebt nu zelf ervaren hoe het is om je intens tevreden te voelen met minder spullen, dus het kan geen kwaad om eens te kijken of je ook tevreden kunt zijn met minder maandelijkse overbodige luxe. Zet al je uitgaven op een rij en kijk wat voor jou essentieel is. Misschien kan je gehele televisie abonnement wel weg, of kies je ervoor om het vanaf nu zonder alle extra betaalde zenders te doen. Misschien kan het abonnement van je telefoon naar beneden, neem je iets langzamer Internet, zeg je je sportschool-abonnement op, je lidmaatschap van de plaatselijke hardloopvereniging, je vispas, je ANWB of je lidmaatschap van de bibliotheek. Misschien kun je eens per twee maanden naar de kapper, in plaats van eens per maand, kun je kleiner gaan wonen, een kleinere auto gaan rijden, minder vaak eten bestellen, etcetera.

Wanneer je ook voor je uitgaven hebt bepaald wat essentieel is, en de rest hebt geelimineerd, zul je merken dat je het minimalisme steeds meer gaat doorvoeren. Het gaat niet om sober leven als je dat niet prettig vindt. Voor de een is wekelijks uit eten essentieel, voor de ander een Spotify-abonnement of een eigen paard. Het gaat erom dat je je keuzes bewust gaat maken, zonder het gevoel te hebben dat je iets op geeft, maar juist door meer tijd, ruimte en geld vrij te maken voor wat jij echt belangrijk vindt.

Doordat ik steeds meer spullen weg deed en verkocht, en het minimalisme langzaam maar zeker doorvoerde in mijn gehele leven, werd ik volledig schuldenvrij, en vandaag de dag ben ik stinkend rijk. Niet alleen ben ik financieel onafhankelijk, maar vooral ben ik dolgelukkig met alle ruimte, tijd en vrijheid die mijn leven nu kenmerken, en dat is wat echte rijkdom is.

 

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Discussions, beatings, punishments and hatred. His mother was incapable of reasoning like his father. The weeks passed and his hell got worse and worse. Without his cell phone, his car was seized, and outings and visits were prohibited. Thousands of ideas ran through her head, confused and hurt. Blows on his body showed him what would become of him from now on. With much pain in his soul I made a decision. One night she managed to communicate with her boyfriend, she told him to pick him up, they wanted to run away, live their life, love without fear and without hiding. They reached an agreement, he would send a friend to look for him. Ed contacted his two best friends and told them what he would do and that if something bad happened it would be his father's fault. The hours passed at his house, he was alone and to his surprise they had closed all the exits, her boyfriend's friend spent a long time waiting outside and not one came out, she left and he felt very bad. 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