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There is no tomorrow! Risk management VS health care, savings, spendings, investments???… Where does it all end?? Maybe the question should be where does it all begin? I could go into a complete diatribe about debt and rampant personal spending but I wont. I’ve long since learned that I can’t save the world. What I can do is share my way of living for those if any interested in responsible living, they can learn through my small triumphs and failures.
When I set out on this lifestyle I didn’t have any mentors or a muse as you might call it. from day one there was no safety net, I dove in and made every mistake imaginable. Walking away from everything I had been brainwashed into thinking was necessity from birth was a huge transition. The best advise I have ever received was from my good friend Lea, “step off the cliff and a net will appear Ali”. In those days my idea of a safety net was a 5 star hotel and a seven course dinner, today that net looks more like a warm dry bed and enough food to survive another day. Yesterday I received my first pay check in 6 months, it was for $600.00, that means I am earning $100.00 per month. My lifestyle was so ridicules I had to do a 180 degree shift. I have been teaching myself to live very happily with nothing. It has taken years but now I know for a fact that I can manage quite well off of very little. I have learned by necessity how little I truly need to be happy. Each day as I master living this minimalist lifestyle, life gets a bit better, easier, happier. Somewhere out there I will find a happy medium.
I have to admit it, there are times when this lifestyle can frustrate the hell out of me but there is a system to this madness. If I can’t live like this at the dock I sure as hell wont survive anywhere else. Every day I test myself and most days I win. When I purchased The`I wasn’t just looking for any boat, I was looking for a voyaging yacht. Any miserable boat with a few square feet of canvas will move across the water but I wanted a boat that would sail brilliantly, carry a huge cargo, and keep me safe and comfortable I wanted a boat that I would love in ways a person who finances a shiny new piece of plastic will never understand. I wanted the largest yacht I could afford, not only to purchase with cash, but maintain with a minimal budget. I was searching for a seastead.
I decided to spend every penny I had, forcing me into the best boat my money could buy. I had sacrificed my life to buy this boat and I consider my life to be pretty important, at least to me. When I wrote a check for this boat I stopped to reflect on all the precious hours of my life I had donated to a company that didn’t give a rats ass about me, days of miserable existence trapped indoors while life was spinning by right outside my window. This piece of glass, my captor, my prison cell but also a small view of what waited outside. I was addicted to a retirement fund so I could live well at 70. I was willing to waste the first 70 years of my life so in the event that I lived to the age of retirement I could have at least a few years of my life to myself. I paid for health insurance I had only once used. I went to the doctor and he told me my job was killing me. Imagine that!, every day of my life was spent in a slow process of suicide. Three hours each way in bumper to bumper traffic. Ten miserable hours surrounded by morons who had read one to many books about how to succeed in management by people who have never successively managed anything other than getting some useless book published. I had credit cards, shiny new cars, a huge house filled with really expensive things I was usually to tired to enjoy at the end of a 16 hour bout in purgatory. I looked happy, I looked successful, people “friends” wanted my life. On the outside I looked like I was winning, I had the world on a string, money, happiness, travel, financial security, power, youth. On the inside I was an empty shell, money didn’t buy happiness I suffered massive guilt for my easy success, I was lonely, I felt like a caged animal, trapped!!!
Everything they had told me would create happiness was a lie, I had it all, I had nothing. So many wasted years passed before I realized its all a lie, it doesn’t exist. There is not tomorrow, there is no future, there is no better life waiting. The only thing you have is now! If you can’t be happy now, you simply can’t be happy.
I am fortunate that living on a pocket cruiser is the life I love. Living the minimalist lifestyle is a choice I would choose regardless of my income or savings. The choice to live is one that wasn’t easily made but now that I have experienced it I cant imagine how I ever lived any other way. I love my life so much that I feel compelled to share it. I don’t make any money from this blog yet I write it any way, I write it because I love to. I always wonder why anyone would donate to a blog, to give their hard earned money to a stranger so they don’t have to work. I have always loved to travel but it was the resourcefulness that made it so much fun. We all have to make a buck but something, for nothing is rarely appreciated as much as something we have worked hard for. Sure I have my bad days but I always have to remind myself that everybody has bad days, regardless of what or where they are. It doesn’t matter what you do in this world but if you don’t love it enough to do it for free you are throwing your life away.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.
If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.
For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.”