In one of those professional seminars the corporation sent me to (those were the days of big company budgets) I learned systems theory. Essentially, it is based on the assumption that everything intersects. The business version of John Donne's No Man Is An Island.
Well, my life has played out systems theory. I removed one element: the striver ethos of professional life along the Northeast Corridor. Somehow I got the strength to chuck that in April 2014. After donating my furniture, including the antique Singer sewing-machine base, to charity, I headed to the desert in the Southwest.
At first, nothing changed. I was still intact. Then I observed that my neighbors were happy with having enough. There was no apology or shame about not having more.
I changed. My communications boutique changed. My three syndicated blogs changed in tone. The rescue dog relaxed.
Amazingly, at the end of the month I have money to sock away for the rare rainy day in the desert. I am both earning more and spending less.
Perhaps this explains the emerging meme: Small changes have big impacts.