People often ask me, "But don't you feel insecure?"
It's an honest question. And it reveals a powerful assumption:
That security comes from ownership.
A house.
A car.
A postcode.
A plan.
But here's what I've learned:
Ownership can look like safety — while quietly becoming a cage.
I don't own a home.
I don't own a car.
And I've never felt more grounded.
My security now comes from:
Skills I can offer
My abilities and expertise create value wherever I go
Relationships I nurture
Deep connections provide support and belonging
Adaptability I trust
My ability to navigate change creates resilience
A deep knowing that I can take care of myself
Self-trust is the foundation of true security
At 60, I am not reducing my life. I am refining it.
I choose lightness over accumulation.
Presence over permanence.
Capability over comfort.
This isn't about rejecting stability. It's about redefining it.
True security isn't found in bricks or metal.
It's found in confidence, competence, and community.
And those are things no market crash can take from you.