For a time, I wondered how I could justify my passion for luxury within the idea of living a simple life.
Although I don’t enjoy shopping or buying a lot of things, I love my bags. I love eating fine foods. I would like to drink a dram of $1000 whisky every night.
Can someone who loves money as much as I do live a simple life?
But Seneca said, “We should not believe the lack of silver and gold to be proof of the simple life.”
In the Daily Stoic email newsletter on What the Simple Life is, it reminds me that it’s not about what’s going on externally. How much I spend, or how much I own.
“Someone can be a billionaire, flying on a private jet, totally at peace, and indifferent to money, just as someone else, much less well-off, might be grinding their teeth in envy and resentment.
“You can swear off materialism, but if you trade it for public recognition of your superiority and purity, is that really an improvement?
“Or if you live frugally but obsess over every dollar, miserly extracting as much savings from every situation and interaction, what kind of peace is that?”
And isn’t that the main goal of living “the simple life”? Peace. Tranquility. The ability to enjoy the present moment, no matter what that moment may hold.