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 Affald [Waste] KBH

Recently, Copenhagen Municipality (where I live) distributed these magazines. They are only a few pages long. They contain information about waste sorting and management, and some ideas for Christmas. 

I thought it's such a wonderful initiative to share this information. I would have preferred a digital copy of this magazine. Usually local authorities here in Denmark communicate via digital post. But many fellow humans said to me that they don't read everything that the authorities send them, unless it feels important. Perhaps the paper version will encourage people to read about waste.

I observe that waste is generally seen as a burden, as something dirty, undesirable, something to get rid of, to take out. I try to develop a different relationship with waste. For example, a jar that was home to now-eaten jam can become a beautiful and simple drinking glass or a storage container, or a small vase. I clean plastic containers before recycling. I love beautiful potato peels and apple cores that can either be composted or recycled. None of it is disgusting. Caring for the next stage of a product's life is not a chore. 

Implementing many zero-waste practices is helpful on this journey of relating with waste differently. In my household, we don't generate much waste, and the waste we do generate doesn't feel overwhelming at all. 

Much of the information in the magazine is relevant to my fellow humans living in Copenhagen, but some of it is relevant to all, I feel. For example, there is a page related to holidays. It encourages people to question whether gifts must be new things. There are places, such as byttestationer (swap shops) and second-hand shops. Personally, I love receiving gifts such as fruits, home-baked goods, bread, or even quality time (it doesn't have to be things). It was wonderful to receive stones as gifts from my partner. He found them on a beach in Denmark. Once, some children in my neighbourhood gave me a chestnut that they found in a local park as a gift. What a magical gift it was! My stepchild drew some pictures for me when I was very ill. I appreciate this gift too.  

The page on the right (in the picture above) invites us to rethink gift-wrapping. Using reusable ribbons and fabric scraps for gift wrapping are wonderful ideas. This is something I've been doing for many years. As someone practising extreme minimalism, I generally don't have a lot of objects that I use for gift wrapping, but I do save some items (such as cotton ribbons and bags) that I can use to wrap gifts. 

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 Poinsettia

Not long ago, I received this plant (Poinsettia/the Christmas star plant) as a gift. I don't have any seasonal decorations, so it's wonderful to have her around. 

It is incredibly sad that very often, fellow beings (like Christmas trees and Poinsettias) are seen as temporary decorations, something that can or even should be thrown away right after the holidays. They are living beings.

Whenever I receive a plant as a gift, I try to find out as much as possible about it. Where does it come from? What conditions [soil, water, light, etc.] does it prefer? It's interesting to read about plants. When I was young, I used to live with many house plants and even had books about them. Going to stores that sold plants, receiving a plant or a cutting as a gift were magical experiences. Some of those plants I lived with are still present in my brother's and stepfather's lives. Only later in my life I came to appreciate the beautiful fact that I knew more about plants than children's cartoon characters. 

At times, I realise that I cannot take good care of my plants. When I was moving from northern Sweden to southern Finland, I could not take any of the plants with me. I was travelling with everything I owned, by trains and ferries, in winter when it was -20 or so in northern Sweden. Before I left, I asked my colleagues to look after the plants. My previous studio apartment's window faced the North, meaning there was never any direct sunlight. For some plants, this was unsuitable. When I got the Poinsettia in the picture above, I planted her in some fresh soil in a clay pot and found a light spot for her but without direct sunlight at this time of the year. Most likely, I will rehome this beautiful plant before I go to England, as I cannot take her with me. When I lived in England, I grew some peppers and other plants from seeds. They became so big, but I didn't have a garden. I gave them away to a person who did and who could give them a good life. 

In Copenhagen, many swap shops (byttestationer) encourage people to swap plants. If you do this, make sure the plant is healthy! 

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Constant learning while doing autoethnography 

I've been doing autoethnographic work for several years. I study my own practices of sustainable living that constellates various elements of (extreme) minimalism, slow living, simple living/voluntary simplicity, and zero-waste. I've published two autoethnographic articles (this one and this one) and my third article is currently in press. Some of my other works, such as my first editorial in the journal Environmental Values, and my book, use my autoethnography too. I live this way for ecological, spiritual, and aesthetic (but also health-related and financial) reasons, and I study my practice to understand how sustainable living unfolds in practice, instead of simply saying to fellow humans what they should do (e.g., consume less!), without having done any of it myself. As a sustainability researcher coming from a critical realist perspective, I strongly believe in the unity of theory and practice. On my research path, I have naively thought that I have faced all kinds of situations. I have received wonderful, encouraging, caring feedback from my fellow humans from various walks of life. I have also received angry comments from fellow humans. Some find my lifestyle authentic and inspiring, while others find it privileged. An overwhelming majority of comments that I have received has been incredibly positive and kind. I believe that many humans stepping onto the path of autoethnographic research realise that this research method is still niche in some spaces/disciplines, that doing autoethnography may feel vulnerable. I felt that I had a good understanding of what autoethnography would entail. Yet, there is always something new that I'm learning. Recently, for example, an interesting situation unfolded. 

Story:

To me, writing autoethnography means being as authentic as possible. My data must be transparent, and preferably everything that I write must be written as soon as I experience something. Otherwise it becomes storytelling, and there are some issues with this (e.g., I might not remember all the events perfectly well, especially considering that I live with aphantasia). 

I wrote about my pregnancy in my autoethnography almost as soon as I found out that I was pregnant. It signifies an enormous change in my life. This pregnancy so far has been very difficult. I have been hospitalised. I've lost much weight. I constantly feel nauseous and dizzy, despite being on strong medications every day. My partner, due to his childcare responsibilities, cannot be with me every day. I have no support network here in Denmark (my best friend lives in England). This is the reality of my life currently, and to some extent it affects my sustainability practices. For example, I haven't been able to spend as much time with nature as I would like to. I have been contemplating shaving my hair off (which would mean inviting a new object into my life) because I struggle to wash it in the shower due to dizziness. 

I decided to tell some fellow humans in my life about my pregnancy later on, most likely after the first scan in the beginning of the second trimester. I was hoping to share this information first and foremost with the following fellow humans: the readers of my autoethnographic work, my close colleagues (so that they can support me; e.g., my wonderful colleague at the journal where I serve as an associate editor helped me with some of my tasks when I was feeling unwell), my stepfather, my partner's stepmother and father (they have been incredibly kind and supportive), my partner's brother and his wife. Other fellow humans, such as my partner's mother, his child, the child's mother, my brother and grandmother would wait until the end of the first trimester. After all, it is my personal news, and it should be my decision who I share this news with and when. 

Yet, an acquaintance of my partner's mother was apparently following my autoethnographic work and told her about my pregnancy. It is both funny and somewhat sad. It is funny because this is something I have never taken into account when I began working on my autoethnography. It has never been something that crossed my mind as a possible occurrence. Ever. And I consider myself a good researcher. This situation is somewhat sad because I believe that when it comes to personal news, it is good to allow humans to share it whenever they themselves feel is right. At the very least, the fellow human in question could message me to ask if it's ok to share my news with a fellow human being. It is also sad because my autoethnography is my scientific project first and foremost. I hope to encourage fellow humans to consider sustainability practices, to reveal various nuances and struggles of walking a path of sustainable living. My data is not just a window into my personal life (e.g., who I am with, whether I am pregnant or not). This situation reminded me of the early days of my relationship with my current partner. Us stepping on the path of being together was complicated. He divorced his wife for us to be together. Since I'm a researcher, it is very easy to find information about me (my name, my public profiles, my photographs). Once I discovered that the aunt of my partner's ex partner was looking at my profile on LinkedIn. Of course anyone can look it up (here it is), but my hope is that my fellow humans search information about me and my life to learn something about sustainability, to give feedback on my work, to ask questions about my work, to get inspired to live more sustainably, to share their own experiences of navigating sustainable living, and so on. 

I do not have any negative feelings towards those fellow humans who seek information about me for other purposes (such as to satisfy their curiosity or to gossip), but in this case I still hope that they would consider learning about sustainability practices too, and eventually be curious more about these practices than about the very intimate details of my life. 

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 Extremely minimalist skincare


I live with an autoimmune skin condition, so for me the path to the skin that I feel well in has been rather long. When I was young and struggling with reactive skin, I was told that I needed to use products and that I would be using them forever, as my skin was dysfunctional without them. Apart from this, I was fascinated with all kinds of jars of skincare items that my mother and grandmother would have in their bathrooms and bedrooms. There were hundreds of various potions. Creams, toners, serums. And of course the so-called "beauty" industry never misses an opportunity to sell something else to consumers and make us feel as if we don't care about ourselves if we avoid using whatever they have to sell. I think it's a powerful message coming from this industry. Humans naturally care about themselves and their loved ones (children, partners, friends), so we are susceptible to this message. Earlier in my life, I also used words such as "skin care" in relation to the so-called beauty industry's products without thinking deeply about care and beauty. Only later in my life I realised that care and beauty have nothing to do with buying something routinely and buying more. Self-care for me is about spending time with my body, feeling gratitude towards it, sleeping, eating well, drinking water (or herbal tea), falling in love with wrinkles and stretchmarks, looking forward to having grey hair and not dyeing it, ever. It is about accepting myself as I am and as I am changing. 
The only personal care product that is my own is my toothbrush. All the other ones my partner and I share. We share soap, toothpaste, shampoo, a small tin of vaseline, and deodorant. The only items that I use every day (rather, several times a day) are the toothbrush and the toothpaste. The other ones I use whenever I feel I need to. Instead of vaseline, I used to use natural balms and shea butter, but then I noticed that my skin got used to extremely minimalist skincare, and didn't need anything apart from water. Vaseline lasts longer than natural balms (they go rancid at times, if kept too long). I also use vaseline instead of plasters on shallow cuts to protect them. At times, when I have dry patches on my skin, I use vaseline on damp skin. I simply dab it on the dry patch. The last time it happened was when I came back from a hospital. I couldn't drink for many days, so my skin became dehydrated. At times, when my skin becomes dry, I invite an oil (almond, apricot, argan, or jojoba) into my life. I apply a tiny drop of it on wet skin. When I want to spend some extra time with my skin, I exfoliate it gently with a small, wet towel when I'm in the shower. But more generally, I notice that when I liberated my skin from all kinds of products, it started taking very good care of itself. It hydrates itself and exfoliates itself too. When I travel, it feels wonderful to take only a couple of items with me. 
I don't use makeup. I haven't used it for many years. I don't use anything on my nails either. 
Stepping away from conventional skincare pushed upon humans by for-profit businesses is a small step on a sustainability journey. Yet, I feel it's a very important step (or a series of steps). Using fewer products was one of the first changes I implemented on my own path, and it was empowering. It nurtured a healthy relationship with my own body. It made me realise that my skin was not dysfunctional, that I didn't have to buy anything. 

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 Snow and hot chocolate

It has finally started to snow here in Copenhagen. The snow was falling for some hours in big, luxurious clumps. They melted very quickly, but watching them fall was a magical experience. Every season has something magical about it. I associate late autumn-early winter with delicious scents of fallen leaves, fir trees, spices used in Christmas related pastries. And with lights. And hot chocolate. My mother used to make hot chocolate very often for my brother and me when we were young. She looked like a witch (in the best possible sense of this word!) whisking cocoa powder and sugar into warm milk. She would always use one cup of milk, one tablespoon of cocoa powder, and one tablespoon of sugar per person. She used cow milk and white sugar. When I make hot chocolate, I use oat milk, organic brown sugar and organic cocoa powder that is sold in cardboard boxes. Some fellow humans add various toppings, but I don't. The flavour is gentle and not too sweet. 

The whisk has a story. My partner used to own an immersion blender that had this attachment. At some point, the blender stopped working and he was going to recycle it. I took the attachment to use as a manual whisk. It works well. This reminded me of a recent conversation with my fellow humans about borrowing, or otherwise obtaining without buying new, items that are not expensive. I believe that we should do it. For me, the question is not whether or not I can afford a certain object, but rather I strongly believe that the very best option for nature is to use what already exists. Of course saving the blender attachment from recycling is a tiny sustainability action, but it's a good example of a simple action that many fellow humans can implement, to nurture a different mode of being in, and relating with, the world. 

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 Ethnographic entry: my partner's sustainability journey

Photo source: Hubert Buch-Hansen

Preface

For some years, while studying my own practices via autoethnography, I have been dreaming about doing more ethnographic work. That is to say, studying, observing, learning about and from, others' practices too. On my research journey, I notice that autoethnography and ethnography overlap to a large extent. Very often, I engage in conversations with my fellow humans about relating with the world differently and living more sustainably. Where do I and my practice end and where do others and their practices begin? Living sustainability, i.e., enacting it in one's everyday life is not simply my personal undertaking, even though it might seem so on the surface. It is part of various movements in society, such as slow living, simple living, minimalism, and zero-waste. It's constantly inspired and encouraged by fellow others. I dream about sharing stories of my fellow humans' sustainability journeys. As I gently step into this dream, I want to share my partner's story. I want to share it because it is, in so many ways, different from mine. I grew up in a home that was immersed in nature. Learning about plants and animals, as well as closely interacting with them was an important part of my childhood. I've been foraging from a young age. I became interested in veganism and minimalism early on in my life: I was in my late teens/early twenties. Reading my partner's unique story was a humbling experience. Here is his Sustainability Journey:


Childhood

When I was a child in the 1980s and early 1990s, I don’t remember there being much focus on the climate, on biodiversity or on sustainability - neither in school, in conversations with friends or in newspapers. I recall nature documentaries on TV in which it would be mentioned, typically towards the very end, that specific species were endangered or that global warming was unfolding. Yet my impression is that, overall, climate change was not an issue that was very much on most peoples’ minds, let alone one that shaped their practices much.

My little brother and I were mainly raised by our mother. She became a single mother by the time I was 6 and he was 3. Throughout my childhood, she supported the family on a teacher’s wage, supplemented with some child support money from my father. So economic resources were quite scarce and certainly not conducive to any form of overconsumption. But my brother and I were provided with everything we needed to have a good childhood, both in terms of material items and in terms of love and support.

Before I was born, my father and mother had implemented various sustainable practices in their first joint home. For example, they used wooden boxes that had been used for transporting egg trays as bookcases and the like. I think my mother’s mindset remained sufficiency-oriented during my childhood, although it was perhaps gradually moderated somewhat. On this view you should only get new stuff if you really need it, and not waste money on acquiring things with little use value. Also, she was strongly leftish. Dinner table conversations in my childhood home would often concern political questions and societal developments. Certainly, this upbringing shaped my own outlook.

During my childhood, I lived with my mother and brother in a housing cooperative in a Copenhagen suburb, located right next to a wonderful forest. Here I would regularly play with other children and go for walks with family members. Growing up in these green surroundings I came to appreciate the natural world from an early age, developing a sense of empathy with non-humans and an appreciation of nature’s beauty. From an early age I would feel sadness when a beautiful tree was cut down or nature was in other ways being destroyed.

Although we would spend time in the forest, I think I equally or to a larger extent enjoyed indoor life: reading, having friends over, playing instruments, spending time with primitive computer games and such things. I didn’t become the sort of child who knows the names of many plants and non-human beings, or who has intimate knowledge of what is edible in nature and what is not. From an early age I was more interested in societal matters than in biology.

In most respects I think my childhood can be described as a, in a Danish context, quite typical middle-class childhood. It was conventional in most respects but also contained elements that would become important to later pursuits of a more sustainable lifestyle.

 

University and after

By the time I started at university in the late 1990s, there was more focus in the public sphere on environmental degradation and climate change. I enrolled in a social science programme, and one of the first assignments I wrote was on the topic of EU environmental policy. Yet still, the environment was only one among many issues calling my name.

I increasingly developed an interest in the regulation of competition in Europe, in critical political economy theory and in critical realist philosophy. Having completed my master’s degree, in 2005 I began working on a PhD thesis revolving around these interests. Environmental issues were only to a small extent the focus of this research, but subsequently I decided to write a book on European competition regulation with a colleague based on our respective theses. Working on the concluding chapter of this book I came to the realisation that competition has a major negative impact on the environment. This was quite a revelation to me. I started reading literatures on capitalism and the environment, and this led me to ecological economics and degrowth.

Around 2009 and into early 2010 I became increasingly aware not only of the seriousness of the ecological crisis, but also of the mismatch between this knowledge and how I was living myself. For example, I would fly to the US and other places far from Copenhagen to attend conferences. I ate meat on a daily basis. I used household products with no consideration of the chemicals they contained.

As mentioned, critical realist philosophy was central to my research. In this philosophy, the notion of theory-practice consistency is central. The notion points to the importance of acting consistently with your theories; and it entails that we should only take those seriously who practice what they preach. Further to this, in my own life I found it increasingly difficult to justify to myself that some of my practices contradicted my theories or beliefs about how to live in sustainable and ethical ways.

After submitting my PhD thesis, I took a year off. Both to work on the aforementioned book but also to just get a break from life in the university. I eventually applied for a job in academia and got it. It would commence on 1st of May 2010. On that same date I would receive the keys for my new home in Copenhagen (a home located in near proximity of my future office so that I would not need to spend time and energy on commuting from home to work). I now decided to make this a date on which even bigger, more long-lasting, changes to my life would be initiated. I would start using fragrance-free and ecologically friendly household and personal care products. I would stop flying in connection with my work and only fly sparingly in my private life. Most importantly, I would change my diet and become a pescetarian on a mainly vegetarian diet.

I had my last meal with meat (other than fish) some weeks prior to 1st of May and had also started phasing out certain household and personal care products before then. Yet it still felt as if 1st of May 2010 marked the beginning of a new, different life. I found it much easier to implement the lifestyle changes than I had expected. As I remember it, my friends and family neither supported nor objected to the changes. Knowing how passionately I felt for the meat-based Danish cuisine, I think they were surprised by – and somewhat curious about – the change pertaining to diet. Noone in my social circle was on this sort of diet. But I never sensed that it was a big deal to any of them. I remember that the changed diet had immediate benefits in terms of a higher energy level – and that the changes more generally felt good because I now lived more in tune with my beliefs.

 

2010-2022

Then followed a decade or so during which I remained on the path initiated in the previous decade without implementing any fundamental lifestyle changes. Changes did take place, though. For instance, the municipality in which I lived introduced an increasingly elaborate recycling system, reflecting a growing focus on aspects of sustainability in Danish society. Although most electronic equipment (laptops, phones, headphones, a record player, an electric toothbrush, a camera, a blender) I acquired during this period were new, some of it I got as second-hand items. During most of this period, I was in a relationship with a person who, like myself, would mostly eat vegetarian and occasionally pescetarian food. This made it easy to remain on this dietary path. We became involved in a local food cooperative, giving us access to seasonal vegetables and fruits grown by small producers, mainly on Zealand (the Island on which Copenhagen is situated). Still, we would buy most food in cooperative supermarkets.

Both of us having quite well-paid jobs in academia, I was economically better off during this period than earlier in my life. This made it possible to donate to environmental NGOs. An important aspect of my “sustainability practice” at this point pertains to what I abstained from changing. For example, I abstained from buying a car even though I certainly could have afforded it, and it would have been convenient at times. Instead, I continued using a bike and public transport as my main modes of transportation, occasionally supplementing them with taking a taxi or renting a car.

How society can become ecologically sustainable became a major focus in my research during this period. I started collaborating with sustainability researchers, occasionally working with an environmental NGO and giving public talks on degrowth. I also began introducing my students to this issue and involved myself in work to make the workplace (my department) a more sustainable space.

 

Recent years

My interest in degrowth and critical realist philosophy brought me into contact with my current partner. Having fallen in love with each other, we moved in together in a flat in Copenhagen in 2023. Aside from ascribing importance to theory-practice consistency my partner is passionate about, and deeply knowledgeable of, sustainability. A practitioner of voluntary simplicity and extreme minimalism, she lived with no furniture and few belongings in her previous home. Moving in together entailed changes for both of us, perhaps most notably that I now live with far fewer belongings than previously, whereas she lives surrounded by many more items. Moving out of my previous home and into the new one, I gave away most of my belongings, not least clothes, books, CDs/DVDs/LPs, knick-knacks, kitchen equipment and furniture. In our shared home we have a table, some chairs, my guitar, a small chest I inherited from my grandparents, a bench, a mattress and a bed used by my child from the previous relationship when she stays with us. There are no paintings on the walls. No sofa or armchairs. No TV. No bookshelves. No rugs on the floor. No bedframe. Few lamps. No decorations beyond some beautiful stones we found on a beach and some sand in a jar. According to my partner and some of the people who have visited us, our place has a “yoga studio vibe” (I have never been in yoga studio, so it is not an association I get).

On one hand, living this way feels like a compromise. Maybe I could be called a minimalist, but I am no extreme minimalist. For sure, if I was living by myself, I would have an armchair for reading, an additional lamp, a bookshelf, an audio system and a painting or two on the walls. This would make it a more “hyggeligt” (cosy) and comfortable space for me to live in. On the other hand, it doesn’t affect my wellbeing negatively to live the way we do. Although I lived differently before my partner and I moved in together, I have never been very attached to material things. In our kitchen we have some items I inherited from my grandparents (plates and cups) and others that my mother gave me (cutlery) that I like because they remind me of those people, of moments I shared with them and of being part of a generation in a family line. But it would not cause deep sadness in me if those belongings were no longer in my possession. When I donated most of the things I owned (many of them I gave to a charity shop, many others I placed in a “byttestation” – a swap station – free for others to take) my partner asked me if I felt “liberated”. Her being an extreme minimalist, I think that’s what she would have felt in my shoes. I didn’t feel liberated, but also, I didn’t feel any regret about owning far fewer items than previously, including inherited items with a long history. The best word I can think of to describe how I felt, and still feel, about it is “neutral”. It wasn’t difficult for me to give up on those things, and I don’t think I will come to miss any of them; but also giving them away has not improved my sense of wellbeing. What has improved my wellbeing is being in a relationship and living together with the person I love. This is far more important in relation to wellbeing than any material belongings.

I remember from my childhood that my father would wear a “uniform” consisting of dark blue jeans and a dark blue shirt. When it was cold he would at times wear a dark blue fisherman’s sweater. In recent years I have started wearing a uniform myself, wearing the same clothes for all occasions. Every day, all year round I wear a white t-shirt. During autumn and winter I wear dark jeans every day. During summer, a pair of shorts. All my underpants are identical. I have one type of black socks and one type of light socks. I wear the same type of barefoot shoes all year round, black ones during autumn and winter, light ones during spring and summer. In addition, I have two sweatshirts, two sweaters and a couple of cotton shirts. All the aforementioned clothes (aside from the shirts which were bought quite a few years ago) are made from organic materials, the bulk of it being organic cotton. Because I wear identical clothing items day in and day out, I seek to buy them in large quantities: I have a stock of t-shirts, shoes, socks, and jeans so that I can replace an item when it wears out without having to enter a shop or purchase it online. My partner often wears my t-shirts and sweaters, which I really appreciate. As for outerwear, I have two jackets: a shell jacket and a hoodie jacket to wear underneath it. Moreover, I own a pair of waterproof pants, a rain poncho, some pairs of gloves, some beanies and some woollen socks.

I wear a uniform for various reasons: 1) It is easy. I spend very little time thinking about what goes together with what. I have deliberately ensured that, in terms of colour and style, my clothing items can generally be combined and look just fine together. 2) It is more sustainable than having a lot of clothing (and continuously buying new items), much of which I would not wear because of not loving it as much as initially expected or because it turned out not to go well together with other clothing items in my wardrobe. 3) It sends a signal to others that it is not necessary to dress formally or wear different clothes every day. I could be wrong here, but I don’t think anyone looks at me in the street and thinks “what a slob”. I look casual and hope that, in a small way, it inspires my surroundings to do the same. 4) Wearing a uniform means wearing the same clothes when at work as I do in private. I feel that it makes me come across as far more approachable, not least to those who are formally below me in the university hierarchy, than if I wore a suit with a tie. Earlier this semester I gave lectures wearing shorts and a t-shirt. The other day I turned up for a meeting with my manager wearing a t-shirt rather than a shirt. Neither he, nor the students seemed bothered by what I was wearing. I think we often tell ourselves stories about the need to look this or that way in specific settings, including the need to look professional in professional settings. So far, my experience is that it feels emancipating to have freed myself from dressing for the occasion.

My partner and I seek to practise a sustainable lifestyle in ways other than those already mentioned. We cook quite simple food such as salads, pasta with vegetables, wraps with falafels and mashed potatoes with veggie sausages, using organic foods to the extent possible. We buy most food in a cooperative supermarket and bakeries as well as, occasionally, a fish shop and a food market. Under the influence of my partner, I have come to prioritise buying vegetables and fruits that are not wrapped in plastic. Certainly, this is not always possible. Often, we are confronted with difficult choices, such as buying non-organic food that is not wrapped in plastic versus organic food that is. Or local food wrapped in plastic versus food produced in other countries that isn’t. We dream of having a garden one day or some land where we can grow food.

We have bought big containers with natural dishwashing liquid and liquid hand soap as well as some large bags of bicarb soda to use for cleaning, so as to minimise consumption of environmentally harmful substances and packaging. We use jars that originally contained honey, pickled cucumbers and paste sauce as drinking glasses and vases. We abstain from going on vacation in distant locations and we have yet to go somewhere together by flight. We don’t have any energy-intensive hobbies and overall don’t pack our leisure time with many activities. I play guitar, we sometimes cook together or do puzzles, we write papers together and regularly watch a film or some TV programme on my laptop. Other than that, we go for long walks in Copenhagen to connect with our surroundings and engage in conversations about both deep and not-so-deep topics. In other words, the leisure activities we engage in cause little harm to the environment. These days both of us find much joy in reading Seneca’s letters on ethics. I find that reading and contemplating philosophy is important to personal betterment; and continuous personal betterment is in turn essential to remaining on a path of living increasingly sustainably.

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 Staying at home, living slowly


For health reasons, I've been spending more time than usual at home. Since the beginning of my sustainability journey, my home has been a space for everyday activism and experimenting with a different mode of being in, and relating with, the world (the self, human and non-human others, and nature). Even though I love nature and miss being with trees and animals when I'm at home, there are many sustainable hobbies that I can continue with. Recently, my partner and I were talking about my hobbies, and how many (if not all) of them require very little financial investment. I continue to read. I've borrowed some books from my partner who borrows books from the library. These days, I'm diving into slowness and philosophies that can support it. I write when I can. Writing is such a wonderful, creative activity. For me, it's part of my work, but I encourage everyone to write, even if only for themselves. These days, my partner has been writing about his own sustainability journey. I don't know if he will be willing to share that piece of writing with fellow humans, but I hope that he will. When I asked him why he hesitates to share, he mentioned that there is nothing special or truly radical about his sustainability journey. Many fellow humans have said something similar to me. They believe that if they are not living self-sufficiently, off-the-grid, then their sustainability practices don't matter. I believe that they matter a lot. At least here in the Nordics, it is only a very small proportion of humans who can live self-sufficiently. Most humans live in cities. And we need realistic solutions and sources of inspiration. Though I am very much inspired by those activists who live in eco-communities, who grow their own food, I am equally inspired by those fellow humans who do their best to navigate a more sustainable life in cities. 
I look at all the magical things around me. The very first snow attached to our windows, creating breathtakingly beautiful patterns. I feel as if I'm attending nature's own art exhibition. The sun. These days, it's a luxury to see the sunlight, but when it happens, I feel so much joy. Recently, my partner gave me a gift. It's a pomegranate. Taking the seeds out, that look like jewels, is a meditative, self-transcending activity. 
I've been meeting students online. It is heart-warming to see that more and more humans are interested in genuine sustainability. Many of these students are activists in their everyday life, trying to implement various sustainability practices. 
A group of activists invited me to do a workshop for them about minimalist living. I decided to invite them to my home, so that they can interact with the space where my practices unfold. 

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 "Minimalist tips"

Oftentimes, my fellow humans ask me to share some minimalist tips. I've been on a journey of living more sustainably for the past 15 years or so. Reading a recent comment by a fellow human encouraged me to finally write this entry. 

What I will share is based on my personal experiences. 

My lifestyle is not a benchmark. It's not perfect. I believe that each human being needs to step on their own journey and constellate different practices and principles for themselves, to create a mode of living that works for them both in the short and the long term, a mode of living that is gentle towards nature and non-humans and also towards oneself. For me, my practice is a space for growth. It's not a sacrifice.

I find it very helpful to be honest with myself about the reasons I practise this mode of living. For me, my main reasons are ecological (I want to live in harmony with nature and I advocate theory/practice consistency [I'm a sustainability researcher]), spiritual (non-material things matter in life) and aesthetic (I love all things simple and natural). Other reasons are health (I live with a physical and mental health conditions) and my financial health (in my experience, living with less is less expensive). 

I also find it helpful to supplement minimalism with other ideas from various movements such as voluntary simplicity, slow living, deep ecology. More recently, I've felt very much inspired by Seneca too. 

When I ask myself, what tips can I share with my fellow humans?, I like to think about these tips across the four domains of social being. These four domains come from critical realism, a philosophy of science perspective I use in my work. This four domains model is useful because it's holistic, so our practices of, say, minimalism, are not reduced to only one thing (such as decluttering or spirituality).

The four domains are: (1) our material transactions with nature, (2) social relations, (3) social structures, (4) inner being. The first domain makes me think immediately about, for example, zero-waste practices and having less. The second domain reminds us that minimalism (or any other sustainable lifestyle) is not just personal. The third domain is a reminder that our practices are constrained and empowered by various social systems. The fourth domain is our inner world: I strongly believe that minimalist practices must go hand-in-hand with changes in our soul, in our attitude towards the self, human and non-human beings, and nature.

Tips (the list will not be exhaustive)

Material transactions with nature:

Sufficiency list. I started reducing the number of my possessions with a playful sufficiency list. I sat down and sketched a list of everything that I really needed in my life. Over time, I donated and gave away the rest. Some fellow humans prefer to take a longer path towards living with less, but I wanted to start living with less as soon as possible and navigate that space. 

Experiment when travelling/relocating. Before I began to live with a very small number of items, I travelled extremely lightly to see how it felt. When I moved countries, everything fit into a tote bag and a backpack. 

Smaller apartment. It's less expensive, easier to keep warm, and easier to look after. In Sweden, I lived in a 20 sq. m. studio apartment. My apartment in Finland was 29 sq. m. Our current apartment is very small too. It doesn't feel too small, because we live with very few things. 

A box. It might be helpful to put some items that one is unsure about into a box and wait for some weeks or months to see if these items are truly needed or not. 

Durable goods. It's always better to invite high quality, durable items into one's life. And then repair them. 

Avoid counting. I don't know how many items I live with exactly, especially because some of them are shared. I don't think there is a perfect number of items that makes one a minimalist. At times, my fellow humans ask me how many things I own. It's less than 50 personal possessions. Around 10 items of clothing.

Excluding categories. I found it helpful to exclude whole categories of products from my consumption. For example, I don't consume jewellery, makeup, special occasion items, home décor. I don't have a car, a tv and many other things. 

Wearing a uniform. Perhaps surprisingly, wearing a uniform was liberating for me. I felt a sense a freedom rather than deprivation. Every day, I wear my most favourite outfit in my most favourite colours and fabrics. 

Regift/donate gifts. I donate most of the gifts that I receive, because I feel that I have enough. I don't like keeping the items I don't use. 

Public transport. This doesn't apply to every fellow human, but if there is an opportunity to live without a car, I think humans should take it. Personally, I don't even own a bike. I walk everywhere or use public transport. 

Travelling locally. Because I combine minimalism with environmentalism, I nurture love towards my local area. I don't consume places. At times, we travel by trains and ferries though. 

Electronic clutter. I try to have the same approach to my electronic files as I do to my material possessions. 

Multi-use items. Some of my most favourite items that I live with are the ones I can use for different purposes. For example, I can eat most dishes from a bowl. I can drink anything from a glass jar. I can use a simple bar of soap for my hands, body, and face. 

Upcycling. I use glass jars (that came with food) for tea, storage, and flowers. 

Local, simple, seasonal food. Simple living is a way of being, so I prefer my food to be simple and whole. 

Natural fabrics and textiles. I think they feel cosy and look beautiful, not to mention they don't release microplastics into nature. 

Social relations:

Borrowing. It's much easier to practise minimalism with others. Before buying something, it's good to see if you can borrow it from someone. From family members, neighbours, colleagues, swap shops (byttestationer in Danish). 

No-buy groups. It's a good idea to organise a local no-buy group so one's unwanted items find a new home. 

Learning from others/sharing tips. I love talking about sustainable living with my friends and colleagues. Even though I have practised this mode of living for a long time, there is always something new to learn. It's wonderful to learn from elderly fellow humans who remember the times when many zero-waste practices were the norm. Fellow practitioners of minimalism, frugal living, simple living, slow living, eco-community living, etc. can be incredibly encouraging. 

Talking about sustainability. When a fellow human asks me why I wear the same thing every day, I gently explain it to them. My partner and I always make it clear to our family members that we don't need anything. When it comes to gifts, we ask either for food or donations to environmental charities. 

Social structures:

Recycling. Whenever I move to a new country, I read about the structures and alternative organisations that are in place and that can help me live more sustainably. 

Libraries. Some institutions empower people to avoid buying, such as libraries, repair cafes, and swap shops.

Public transportation systems. They help me live well without a car.

Education. I'm an academic. There is so much knowledge that can be shared with fellow humans. Some helpful knowledge may include understanding how capitalism works and encourages people to overconsume and feel like we are perpetually lacking in something. Reach out to researchers, ask them about workshops and lectures that one can attend to learn more about sustainability. 

Healthcare. Some of my consumption is associated with poor health. I try to address any new health issue early, so that I can avoid consuming, say, strong medication later. 

Social media. Many minimalists try to avoid social media. I think one can make social media work for oneself too. I limit the number of social media platforms I am on. Within social media spaces, I connect with likeminded fellow humans only. 

Local politics and politics in general. If one has an opportunity, they can get involved in local politics to promote sustainability and get help with establishing alternative organisations. I would love to see more policies that encourage minimalist living, such as universal basic income and universal basic services. 

Inner being:

Reading. Some literature can empower one on a minimalist path. I'm thinking of, for example, Seneca's Letters and Walden by Thoreau. 

Being with nature. I experience immense inner growth and self-transcendence when I spend time with nature and non-humans. For example, a cat inspired me to wear a uniform. 

Being with oneself. It's helpful to have gentle, compassionate inner dialogues about one's practice. This is because living differently in the current system requires much strength and commitment. 

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 Sustainable living and being in a hospital 

I am glad that another autoethnographic article of mine called Lived nuances and challenges of a voluntarily simple life: an autoethnography is coming out soon. In that article, I wanted to show that sustainable living is not perfect. At times, we might come close to some ideal or a benchmark that we have in our minds. But it is at times. And for a while. When I was writing this article, I was not pregnant. Many other things unfolded or were contributing to ephemerality of my sustainability practices. For example, moving countries and learning about new systems, dealing with stress, having temporary employment are some of those things. Now being pregnant, I feel, offers yet another example. 

Before I became pregnant, I thought that I would continue my life pretty much as before. I would be walking everywhere, eating organic, seasonal, and local food, cooking from scratch, avoiding single-use plastic. My mother had two easy pregnancies. My family members remember those times with so much fondness. She would glow. She would walk a lot, spend much time with nature, eat healthy, whole foods. She craved carrots and tea with milk. For some reason, I was thinking (or hoping), that my own experience would be the same. After becoming pregnant, my wellbeing deteriorated very quickly. I could not eat, drink anything including water, take medication, or sleep. After some days, my condition was so bad that I was admitted to a hospital. I was diagnosed with hyperemesis gravidarum. I lived in a hospital for a couple of days. I was on strong medication and receiving iv fluids. To avoid coming back to the hospital often, I got medication that I can take at home. 

As I was spending hours at the enormous hospital here in Copenhagen, I was contemplating my field (post-growth) and various arguments for small-scale, low technology societies. Yet, technology saved my life. 

I was observing the amount of single use plastic that was used for my care. My food was wrapped in plastic. There was so much plastic! I don't feel guilty about it. 

To go to the hospital and back, my partner, who was there with me throughout my stay, and I, used a taxi. I avoid using cars, we don't own one. But in this situation, we certainly thought that it was the best option. We checked public transport options, and they would entail walking 10-15 minutes. This is something I could not do. 

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Living sustainability 

My second autoethnographic article (Living sustainability: reflections on the value of everyday practices) is out. I worked on this article for many months both in Finland and Denmark, but it captures and embodies much more time than that. It's another analysis of these autoethnographic notes that are my autoethnographic data. In the very beginning, as I stepped on the path of formally studying my practice via autoethnography, I took several of these notes privately. Then I began to wonder how my strong belief in research transparency fit into it. I decided to post all my notes, together with photographs, and then write all new entries right here so my fellow humans could read it. There is nothing else. 

This data are many things to me. It's part of my research. It's my story. It's a diary of me as a human being (that is why many entries are very personal). It's a description of trying to live a more sustainable lifestyle within a given framework (including various structures and systems as well as my own body). 

I hope to continue writing this autoethnography for the rest of my life, reflecting on various changes, challenges, and growth. I plan to share our journey of becoming parents and navigating sustainable living with a child in a society where overconsumption is normalised. 

I received an email from the publisher encouraging me to share the 50 free copies of the article with friends and colleagues. Most of my colleagues have access to this article via their institutions, or they are used to emailing the author directly to ask for a copy (it's a standard practice in academia). Oftentimes, it is persons from other walks of life who don't have access to academic works, so I'm posting the link to the free copies here:

https://www.tandfonline.com/eprint/M7WMMFAM3MUBWCSHWY6U/full?target=10.1080/14767430.2024.2421696

The article is very long. It's probably the longest article I've written. It contains some stories, contemplations on the theme of the self in sustainability transformations, and many examples from my everyday life. I recommend to download the article as a pdf (click view pdf) and read it over time. I didn't write it only for academics. I wrote it for everyone. 

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 A new human being

I was always postponing creating a new human being. I feel that many women in academia can relate. Over the years in academia, I've heard so many stories of women being scared to have children, to take maternity leave, or have gaps in the cv due to new childcare responsibilities. 

When I was doing my PhD, I thought: of course I cannot have a child now. I had a 3-year contract with the university, and I had to finish my PhD within that timeframe. I had very little support from my supervisors, and in the end of that journey my supervisor plagiarised my work. Removing him from my supervision took a year. It was incredibly stressful too. After I finished my PhD in England, I moved to northern Sweden. My contract was a 2 year one. I thought: of course I cannot have a child now. I'm on a temporary contract. There is no end of short-term contracts and constant relocations in sight. I promised myself that when I get a permanent position, I would finally have a child. After Sweden, I moved to Finland. It was yet another short-term contract. In the middle of it, the manager asked me to choose between my work and my relationship. Her supervisor tried to replace her so I could have another line manager who would empathise with the fact that some (perhaps even most) humans want to have both, a job and a relationship. But he failed. I moved to Denmark and moved in with my partner. We decided to have a child without waiting for the perfect time. Ideally, both of us would have stable, secure jobs. I would have a long-term residence permit in Denmark. Yet, life unfolds in its own way, and it felt wrong to wait. In the end of my life, I would not want to look back and think that I missed an opportunity to have a child because of the state of academia. No one should choose between having meaningful work and a family. Unfortunately, academia is often not a good place to fulfil one's diverse callings. 

In the past 15 years, I've been on the path of practising a sustainable mode of living (that is best described as a constellation of various zero-waste, slow living, simple living, and minimalist practices). In the past few years, I've been studying my lifestyle formally via a method called autoethnography (self-ethnography). These notes are my autoethnographic data. I've always known that I would continue to work on my autoethnography throughout my pregnancy and our life as a family. It's been my dream to write another autoethnographic work dedicated to this new chapter of my life, and a book, together with my partner, about slow and minimalist parenting.  

It was easy to practise extreme minimalism when I lived on my own. I lived without furniture, with less than 50 personal possessions. Inviting a new human being into our lives comes with big changes. When we first mentioned our desire to have a child to a fellow human, a family member, the first thing we heard was that we needed so many new things. Indeed, when I looked, out of curiosity, at what is marketed to pregnant persons and then to new mothers and young humans, I was overwhelmed. I understand that whatever humans buy for themselves and for their children is because they want the best outcomes for their children and themselves. It is not because they want to destroy nature or contribute to overconsumption. And yet, I've felt that I wanted to relate with my body, my yet unborn baby, and then my child very differently. I want to base these relationships on the same principles that I base my lifestyle on. Enough-ness. Slowness. Simplicity. And I want to write about it. 

In the first 6 weeks, I didn't invite anything new into my life, apart from a large glass jar. The jar came with food. I removed the label, washed it, and began to use it for tap water that I drink more of these days. I infuse peppermint tea in another upcycled glass jar and sip this tea throughout the day. 

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 Fellow human's question: clothing item at the end of its life

A fellow human asks: My partner has completely worn through a pair of jeans. We have repaired them many times and I’m afraid they’ve come to the end of their useful life. How would you approach a situation like this?

I can empathise with this situation because I've certainly been there myself. What do I do with a clothing item that cannot be repaired anymore?

When I read my fellow human's question, the first thing that came to mind is my mother's practice of crocheting rugs and other small items from scrap fabrics (she would turn old, unrepairable clothing into strips and use them as yarn). My grandmother would turn old clothes into cloths for cleaning. While I adopted my grandmother's practice, I never got into crocheting from fabric scraps or any other upcycling projects because I know I would not use those objects. I also feel that my partner and I don't generate enough textile waste to meaningfully use it for anything rather than cleaning cloths. In a situation when I have an item of clothing that is beyond repair and cannot be turned into cleaning cloths, I recycle it. Here in Denmark it is possible to recycle textiles. In the picture above, for example, is a bin where one can take their items to recycle. I've also recycled textiles in other countries in a similar manner. It does feel uncomfortable [i.e., like I'm not doing enough] to recycle textiles (wearable textiles get burned, much of it is exported, etc.), but I do think that it's the best option (after upcycling). There could be other options such as seeing if local artists and artisans need textiles. When I lived with a dog, I would put pieces of fabric inside his bed as it would get flat over time. 

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Fellow human's question: sorrow about others' habits

A fellow human asks: Do you sometimes feel deflated or frustrated by the lack of other people’s awareness of how their consumption habits are negatively impacting the planet?

I try not to judge fellow humans (rather, I try to live differently and hopefully inspire fellow humans to relate differently with the world), but I certainly feel sorrow when I observe or contemplate other people's attitudes and behaviours. 

I am especially frustrated when I observe fellow academics who know better. They know how their consumption habits are negatively impacting the planet, but they choose to live "as usual". This is not to say that all fellow humans in academia are like this, but some certainly are. They claim that the system needs to change first, that the system makes them live like this. But I disagree. I believe we have agency/capacity to act. When I think about living a normal life as an academic, I think about my grandmother. She is one of the family members who find it very difficult to accept my mode of living. After all, I spent many years at a university, got a PhD. I am supposed to live in a nice house, have a car, a career, a husband, children (who would each have their own room in that house and lots of toys), furniture, paintings on the walls. I am supposed to have a wardrobe full of "nice things", look presentable, travel and eat in restaurants. I am not supposed to live in a tiny apartment, with very few items, less than 50 personal possessions, 10 items of clothing, barely ever travel outside the Nordics, take breaks in my career, shop rarely, and so on. I feel that many choose to live a normal life because they invested so much time, energy and money into achieving a certain position that they don't want to give up on the lifestyle that this position affords. At the same time, it is our job, our responsibility to increase awareness of ecological degradation. But why would anyone listen to me if I cannot live according to the theories I promote? I would not expect anyone to listen to me, be in any way inspired by me if I said one thing, but lived completely differently. 

I think that many fellow humans are aware of the fact that their consumption patterns impact the planet negatively. And I do think that more could be doing something about it. But there are also various factors that work against this awareness. For example, the system of education does not educate humans for care, gentleness, responsibility, kindness, empathy towards the self, human and non-human others and nature. It educates us for conventional success and jobs. Corporations spend much money on either highlighting something other than awareness (e.g., the need to reinvent oneself), or on calming people down ("your consumption pattern is not so bad, just buy second-hand/certified/green"). There are not many policies that allow humans to dive into contemplating their responsibility and practices, or to organise for sustainability (e.g., establish local no-buy groups, swap shops and so on). Universal basic income, universal basic services, and paid leave would be examples of such policies. I don't feel that there is enough public discourse about awareness either. Perhaps an unpopular opinion, but I feel that diminishing the value of personal actions disinvites people to act. It encourages them to vote differently (which is also important), but takes away their agency. 

As for those fellow humans who are simply not aware, of course it is frustrating, but those who are aware need to do more to invite others to become aware. In academia we deal with many facts about ecological degradation. But apart from sharing facts and provoke thoughts, we need to share ideas and concrete examples and provoke emotions. Connect with people's hearts, not only their minds. We need to show how changing one's consumption pattern actually makes life better, demonstrate that reducing consumption is not a sacrifice, but freedom. 

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Fellow human's question: others' reactions

A fellow human asks: Do you find that people sometimes ridicule or make fun of your lifestyle? I ask this because this was my experience. I haven’t met anyone in real life (not online) who shows an interest in minimal/sustainable living, so those who I have shared this side of myself with have been quite critical. If you have had experiences like this, how do you handle them and not internalize their opinions?

As I'm contemplating this question, many groups of fellow humans come to mind. As for my fellow humans online, so far, most of the feedback I've gotten has been positive. People have been kind, supportive, gentle, caring, encouraging, generous. They share their own experiences, ask questions, create safe spaces to learn from one another. 

The biggest source of support for me, apart from the fellow humans online, is my partner. Both of us are sustainability researchers and practitioners. Though before we moved in together, I lived with less (no furniture, no kitchen appliances, no washing machine, etc.), together we try to live as sustainably as possible. We think about sustainability together, read and write about it, experiment with different practices. 

There are also non-human beings such as trees, stones, animals. None of them ridicule or make fun of my lifestyle. I feel only support and gentleness from non-humans. 

I'm thinking about my and my partner's families too. Some family members have been supportive, while others much less so. None of them said that they want to live like this, but some family members have practised sustainable living for a long time (though in a different form to how we live our life). For example, my partner's father and stepmother have been very supportive. They share their experiences with various practices of frugality, zero-waste, slow living. The same goes for my brother. My partner's mother is worried about our lifestyle. She is worried about the items she will leave behind and what will happen to them. She is worried about us imposing this lifestyle upon our future child. She is also worried about my partner and I meeting in the middle rather than living the way he used to live before we moved in together. My grandmother thinks that I live in poverty. She believes that I've wasted my "potential" to live a "good life". 

As for my friends, they don't want to live like we do either, but they have been very supportive. At times they joke about my mode of living, but they are not ill-meaning.

Yet another group of fellow humans are fellow academics. This is the group of fellow humans from whom I have received most of the negative feedback. Before I say more, I want to say that there are also many fellow humans in academia who have been incredibly kind and supportive. Those are mainly academics who believe in the unity of theory and practice and practise sustainability themselves (not necessarily in the same way as me). 

There are two main points of critique coming from fellow academics towards this work of mine and my practice. One is that these kinds of individual actions don't matter. The other one is that it's just a privileged lifestyle. 

As for individual actions, there is no right way to think about them. Some believe that change arises from individual actions. Others believe that it's systems that need to change. I adopt the perspective (coming from critical realist philosophy of science) that assumes the following. Individuals reproduce or transform social structures, while social structures constrain or empower individuals. Importantly, only individuals (human beings) can act, obviously within the framework of social structures. Thus to me, individual actions matter a lot. Change arises from us reproducing nurturing, good structures and transformation of detrimental ones. No practitioner thinks that their own individual actions cause huge changes in systems. They believe that we change systems collectively

I also strongly believe in the unity of theory and practice. If I say in my academic work that we need to live with less, it means that I need to live with less, too. Not just others. I'm puzzled by those fellow humans who write about sustainability and live unsustainably. 

As for privileges, it is important to recognise them, and I try to do my best to do just that in my autoethnographic work. However, I find simply labelling this lifestyle as privileged unhelpful. There have been some comments directed at my lifestyle that claim that it's just educated, middle-class people playing poverty. I think that even if (perhaps especially when) one is an educated, middle-class person who could earn more and consume more, they need to try and live sustainably. It is exactly persons like us (my partner and I), living in a materially wealthy country in Europe or elsewhere, who must change our patterns of consuming and relating with the world. A fellow human once mentioned that our lifestyle would not apply to a "poor person in Mumbai". A materially poor person in Mumbai already lives more sustainably and uses fewer resources than we do. Having said that, it is also unhelpful to only seek differences between persons rather than seek similarities and learn from one another. A poor person in Mumbai, like us, wants to have a roof over their read, eat, sleep. They want to live a happy and fulfilling life. They want their children to have good lives. Just like we do. 

I contemplate negative comments and see if there is value in them, if there is something that I can use to grow as a person and in my practice. I don't internalise ill-meaning comments because there are so many fellow humans (and even more non-humans) on this Earth. One person's opinion is just that: one person's opinion. There are some things that I strongly believe in (such as that individual actions matter, and that the unity of theory and practice is important) and I stand by them. I discuss negative comments with fellow humans to find support and reflect on my practice. I also check in with myself and have internal dialogues with myself. And I spend much time with nature that is a source of comfort and wisdom. For example, I sit with a tree or with the sea and feel oneness with them. 

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 Fellow human's question: white clothes

A fellow human asks: How do you keep your aged shirts so white? I have found white clothing loses its brightness over time and looks almost dirty. I have opted for darker clothing but have been learning about the negative impact of clothing dyes, so as my clothes wear out I would like them replaced with pieces made from natural and undyed fabrics.

Most of my clothes are white/off-white and beige. These are the colours I've gravitated towards most of my life. I think it's due to sensory processing sensitivity that I live with. These colours feel calming to me and I never get overstimulated by them, or tired of them. 

Though I try my best, it is difficult to show my practice exactly as it is to my fellow humans via my autoethnography. It is hard to show the ageing process of things, especially when I take pictures from a distance (e.g., to capture my whole wardrobe). Many of my white clothes have imperfections, such as discolorations and small stains on them. I still wear these items. Very stained items I usually wear at home when I cook, but small stains are not an issue. At least, I don't think they are. I'm not becoming a worse human being, a worse teacher, a worse partner when I wear a stained t-shirt. 

Having said that, acquiring new stains is not something I pursue. I try to keep my white clothes as white as possible, as long as possible. Because most of my clothes are this colour (or similar), I wash white clothes separately from black ones. In fact, we separate our clothes and other textiles into two piles: white and black. And this is the main thing that I do to preserve the colour. I use laundry sheets but no other chemicals when I do laundry. I also try to wear clothes that are not too close-fitting. This is because of the skin condition I live with, but I've noticed that it also prevents sweat stains. 

When there is a new stain, I hand-wash the item immediately. I use whatever is nearby: dishwashing liquid or soap. 

Over the years, white clothes lose their brightness though, as the fellow human said above. And that's ok. I continue to wear them until they can become, e.g., cloths for cleaning my home. I try to avoid buying bright white clothes though. Not only because very bright white loses its brightness faster, but it's also not my best colour. I find off-white more calming, serene, and look for colour names such as natural white, off-white, ecru, or even undyed cotton (which I find incredibly beautiful!). The t-shirt in the picture above might look bright, but in reality it's a calm and soft white colour. In the snow, it would probably look a little bit grey. In our home we have only two t-shirts that are bright white, but I never wear them (my partner does). 

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I have recently received several wonderful, thought-provoking questions from a fellow human. I'm deeply grateful for them. I decided to answer them here in my autoethnography so this work and reflections associated with it become guided by fellow humans' questions too rather than merely by my own mind. I will answer the questions over the next few days. 

The fellow human asks: If a piece of clothing you live with wears out beyond repair, and you can’t borrow another one or go without it, how do you approach acquiring another one? Would you purchase second hand or from a sustainable/local/ethical business? What would your thought process be?

As I was contemplating this question, I was thinking about concrete situations I found myself in where what my fellow human describes was the case. Strangely, shoes rather than clothing items came to mind first. As for clothing items, perhaps trousers come to mind, as this is something I've found difficult to borrow. 

I've been borrowing clothes almost as long as I remember myself. In the beginning (I was in my early teens), I would mostly borrow from my family members. My grandmother, my mother, then my stepfather and my brother. I would then borrow clothes from my friends and partners. None of those clothing items were in my size, but they were wonderful to wear nevertheless. It was easy to borrow sweaters, t-shirts, shirts, scarves, and jackets, but impossible to borrow trousers as they would be too big for me. It's still the case now. I borrow my partner's t-shirts, shirts and other items. As for trousers and shorts (I live with 2 pairs of sweatpants and 2 pairs of shorts), I buy them from a sustainable Danish business. It feels somewhat uncomfortable to say/type the words sustainable business. I'm a researcher who specialises in sustainability in business, and, considering the type of sustainability that I advocate in my works (post-growth), I believe that genuine sustainability requires much more than what most businesses actually do. This includes most businesses that I buy from. While there are many aspects of their business models that are sustainable, there are many ones that are not. For example, the company that my trousers and shorts come from makes their products in Europe from organic cotton. They have a permanent collection of items so it's easy to replace the item when it completely wears out. At the same time, it's a for-profit business. It's not a small business either. In my experience, the quality of their products is inconsistent too, and I observe that even though they claim to avoid following fashion trends, they still feel the need to introduce new things and new colours. It invites humans to consume. 

I suppose the short answer to "what would I do if I needed a new item and could not borrow it?" is, I would buy from a sustainable/local/ethical brand. I look for items that are made in Europe (since this is where I live), are made from natural materials, and would last, as a minimum. Though my partner and I live with some items that are not made in Europe and are made from blends of natural and synthetic materials too. In this case, we buy such items from companies that have multiple sustainability credentials. And we make these items last.

Oftentimes fellow humans ask me why I don't buy second-hand. Buying second-hand is a very good sustainability practice, and I definitely encourage fellow humans to adopt this practice if, for example, they need something for a special occasion (I don't wear anything special for special occasions) or like to experiment with different styles (personally, I wear the same outfit every day). I avoid second-hand shopping for several reasons. First and foremost, when it comes to clothing, I look for particular fabrics (mostly organic cotton), colours (neutrals) and styles (basics). I look for organic cotton because I live with an autoimmune skin condition. My skin reacts to many fabrics and laundry detergents. When I buy something new (which in reality happens rarely), I can choose organic cotton and wash the item with scent-free laundry sheets. I wear a uniform to normalise wearing the same thing every day. It would be time-consuming to look for second-hand items that are almost identical to the ones I wear. And I want to avoid investing my time in shopping. Shopping is something that I try to avoid as much as possible. I don't enjoy browsing, looking for "new" things. I would much rather spend this time elsewhere. I am somewhat sceptical when it comes to online second-hand market places. Perhaps their founders and owners would claim that sustainability is at the heart of it, but could it be that normalisation of perpetual shopping and consumerism is also there? Could it be that shopping second-hand leads to spontaneously buying something else or a feeling that one cannot miss some deal, or a feeling that one still doesn't have enough? Of course buying something second-hand is better than buying the same thing new (for this reason, I always asked universities to give me second-hand equipment), but I can't help but think that second-hand shopping is very similar to buying new things in its underlying psychological and social mechanisms. I also wonder if the existence of second-hand marketplaces encourages people to consume more of new things. They might buy more knowing that they can just sell it later, so recover some money and supposedly avoid contributing to ecological degradation. 

To me it is important to wear the same outfit every day because if I wear different ones (even if it's second-hand), it might inspire fellow humans to consume more. After all, they do not know if I bought something new or second-hand, unless they ask, which very few people do. I don't want to inspire consumption. 

Having said that, if a person can find exactly the item they've been looking for second-hand, there is nothing wrong with buying it. In my experience, I've found it difficult to, at once, wear a uniform, go for certain fabrics/colours/styles, avoid spending time on shopping and buy second-hand. Yet, as I said above, my first preference is to borrow than buy new items. Perhaps I've been lucky in that my current partner and my previous partner prefer very similar things to what I like wearing.