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hi there. it’s radhika morabia, coming at you live from the land without capital letters.
i’d like to take you on a little time travel trip to 2011. in the fancy world of blogs and the internet, this phenomenon called minimalism was at its peak.
there were a ton of
educated white americans people throwing all of their stuff way, moving across the globe, and writing about it online.
they sold tales of romantic freedom and limitless adventure. “you can live my amazing life, too! just buy my $25 ebook.”
now, little radhika came into this very near the end and the downfall. she had just gotten injured, and people were finally talking about this life she had been dreaming of for the past 15 years! (15 years prior, radhika would’ve been in the womb. that was a funny. laugh.)
“stop consuming so much!” these people preached as they continued to push out the same post written 10 different ways.
i agreed, even as my RSS feed grew to nearly 200 feeds. (okay, most of that was because i had nothing to do but homework, but still.)
each time one of these anti-consumerists released a book, i swooned. “the secret to life, meaning, and happiness is in there!! but i don’t have $25.”
i even searched illegal torrenting sites for hours to find these books, but to no avail.
eventually, it died down…
people realized there was only so much bs you could say about simple living, and now only a few of these
scam artists anti-materialists still make a living from these blogs of yore. most have expanded into other topics (like personal development) and built courses instead of writing ebooks.
i now hate the movement. more than that, i hate the name. it isn’t a novel idea. read anything from eastern religions. you can even read western stoicism. this has all been around for thousands of years, long before “information overload.” (which is another load of bs, btw.)
but hey, it wasn’t that bad. during that time, i found some of my favorite writers who i’ve now been reading for years. (looking at you raam, fabian, and colin.)
then, in 2012… something else cropped up.
a bunch of
20-something white guys people were selling the dream of working from your laptop on exotic beaches. “four hour work week,” they preached, while tim ferriss groaned internally.
a lot of people thought that they could shortcut their way to location independence by telling other people how to be digital nomads while in fact, they were just living in their parents’ basement. “if i only sold 5 units of my $199 video course, i could finally afford that plane ticket to thailand!”
you know what happens next. they attract a big audience and maybe even sell a few courses. but it all crashes down, and people start to see through the fake and only listen to people who really know what they’re talking about.
just like before, a few good people came out of this. (looking at you niall, taylor, and dan & ian.)
but, here’s what always rubbed me the wrong way: the way these people sustained their dream lifestyle was by selling the dream to people who weren’t yet living it.
which in turn tells people the only way to live a dream lifestyle is to sell it to other people — a market bubble that becomes very limited very fast.
this also happens in the internet marketing realm, the fitness realm, the dating realm, and many other realms i don’t know a thing about.
it’s this big, legitimate ponzi scheme.
bleeeeeeeeeech. (& this doesn’t even include the disgusting parts of the web that make me want to crawl into a corner and cry. i’ll share my thoughts on those things someday.)
here’s where it gets worse…
i feel like i was a part of that when i ran rmorabia.com as a self-development blog for over a year.
i wasn’t selling anything, i was just sharing my thoughts. yet, i felt like a fraud. i’m not anywhere close to the optimal human being, neither do i have a fancy human psychology degree — i was just talking about my experiences as if it was a universal truth. yeah, not my best decision…
i don’t regret what i did, but i am glad i shut that blog down.
today, i was trying to edit a post about an adventure i had over the july 4th weekend. i quickly glanced at my website and remembered that my sidebar copy for joining my newsletter is “Join the movement in support of doing whatever you want.” (note to self: CHANGE THAT.)
and it hit me. “oh my god, am i a fraud selling the dream again? am i going to sell ebooks about how to do whatever you want? am i going to overload people’s inboxes with the same post rewritten in 10 different ways? OH MY GOD, AM I GOING TO SELL A 3-PART VIDEO COURSE ABOUT HOW TO DO THE TRIPOD OF STABILITY WHICH ALLOWS ME TO LIVE MY LIFE?”
it’s all good.
to clear my conscience and make myself publicly accountable, i’d like to state the sole purpose of this blog: i’m just trying to document my journey, mature my thought process, and meet new friends.
i try to live as generously as possible. i think everyone i’ve met from writing on rmorabia.com is a gift. i think the fact that you’re reading this right now is a gift.
it’s still crazy to me that so many people are reading this and sending me emails and keeping up with me even as i’ve done a horrible job of keeping up with all of you. thank you all.
so, if anyone ever asks for any help with anything, i’ll always do my best to provide that for free. if enough people ask for something, and none of them are following through with my generosity, i won’t hesitate to package that into something bigger and paid. i value my time and people value things they pay for. it’s a win-win.
you’ll also be seeing a “Hire Me” page on the blog soon. that’s just me stating the fact that i am a copywriter now. it’s just a page for me to redirect people who heard about me through word-of-mouth, or for any of you who do biz online and need that kind of stuff. consider hiring me, if you think i’m good at this writing stuff. (i promise i know how to capitalize letters.)
but you’ll never see me selling the dream to fund my dream of living a life where i’m excited to wake up every morning and tell you all about the adventures i’ve had and the little things i’ve discovered along the way.
you want to know what would be my ideal monetary goal for this blog? $100 a month. that’s right. a measly $100 a month. that would cover my domain & hosting, and would allow me to hire an editor who would automagically (not a typo) format and publish my writing to my newsletter and blog. that would make this blog entirely funded by the readers and would allow me to write all i want without worrying about the hassles of wordpress & mailchimp. that would be amazing. i would be living the dream.
(psst! if you want to help me reach my crazy dreams of hiring an editor, i actually don’t have any methods of sending me money right now. stay tuned. but in the meantime, you can buy me books i’m currently too blind to read.)
i’m writing for myself, so i don’t lose the memories and i have a more clear understanding of who i am. i’m publishing it online for my friends who for some reason enjoy opening my emails and keeping up with my life (you know who you are). anyone else who wants to ride along is welcome.
i try so hard to live my life with integrity and generosity. every single day.
i get really scared that i’m pseudo, or that i’m a charlatan, or that i’m fake.
& it’s hard. it’s really hard to keep being open as everyone tells you that being open leads to getting hurt.
but, i want to live in a world where people like me exist. (wow, that’s self-love if i’ve ever seen it.)
and writing this is just a signaling beacon to anyone like me.
if you’ve read this whole thing and we haven’t talked yet… bruh. email me now. let’s be best friends.
if the whole time you were reading this, you’ve thought, “oh my god, [friend name here] would totally love this,” please send this to them. we’re probably the same brand of crazy, and it would be a shame if we never met. here’s a convenient & easy-to-remember link for you: rmorabia.com/sellthedream
this post was an experiment! we’ll see how it goes.
from my SoCal heat to your… i don’t know where you live, so this line doesn’t work,
P.S. Movie quote in the title is from Bachelorette (2012). I don’t even know what to say about the movie. Watch it for the cast.