Detachment: The Practice of Being a Nobody
We live in a world that constantly urges us to be somebody. To carve out an identity, to define ourselves, to stand out, to make a mark. From childhood, we’re asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” as if our existence is only meaningful if we attach it to a title, a purpose, a role that others can recognize.
But what if the path to true peace isn’t found in becoming somebody, but in releasing the need to be anybody at all?
What if the most freeing thing we can do is detach from the labels, the expectations, the weight of who we think we’re supposed to be?
What if the real art of living is the art of being a nobody?
What Detachment Actually Means
Detachment is one of those words that people often misunderstand. It doesn’t mean disengaging from life. It doesn’t mean becoming passive or indifferent. It doesn’t mean walking away from responsibilities or relationships.
True detachment is freedom.
It’s the ability to move through life without clinging—to people, to possessions, to identities, to opinions. It’s understanding that we are not our achievements. We are not our failures. We are not the stories we tell ourselves.
When we practice detachment, we stop needing external validation to prove our worth. We stop defining ourselves by what we do or how we look or what we own.
And in that release, we create space.
Space for peace.
Space for presence.
Space to simply be.
The Practice of Being a Nobody
The phrase “being a nobody” might sound unsettling at first. After all, we spend our whole lives trying to be somebody—someone important, someone successful, someone admired.
But what if the most powerful thing we can do is let go of the need to be anything at all?
What if we measured our existence not by titles or accomplishments but by how deeply we experience life?
This isn’t about diminishing ourselves. It’s about freeing ourselves.
It’s about releasing the pressure to perform, to prove, to be something in the eyes of others.
It’s about moving through the world with a lightness that comes from knowing that we are already enough.
Lessons from the Practice of Detachment
I had a plant medicine journey where the entire ceremony felt like a funeral. But not in a way that was heavy—not in the way we think of grief and death as sorrowful, devastating, unbearable.
Instead, it felt… normal. Natural.
Every song felt like an honoring, a celebration. There was mourning, of course, but it wasn’t tragic. It was deeply reverent, deeply loving.
And I realized in that moment: this is what it means to let go.
To not resist the inevitable, but to embrace it.
To not cling to what was, but to honor it as it passes.
To not fight against the truth of impermanence, but to stand in awe of it.
Because everything in life is temporary. The roles we play. The identities we hold. The people we love.
The more we fight against that truth, the more we suffer. But when we surrender to it, when we allow detachment to soften us instead of scare us, we experience a different kind of peace—one that isn’t tied to anything external, but simply is.
When We Try to Take Away Others’ Pain
I’ve carried grief for a long time.
Losing my dad at 21 shaped me in ways I’m still coming to understand. It made me patient with grief. It made me comfortable sitting with emotions that most people try to escape.
But now, over a decade later, I find myself surrounded by people who are just now experiencing the kind of loss I faced years ago. Friends. Family. Strangers who look to me for guidance, for reassurance, for a roadmap through their own grief.
And my instinct—my deepest instinct—is to try to take their pain away.
Because I know they’ll get through it.
Because I know that grief won’t swallow them whole.
Because I know that time will shift their pain into something softer.
But here’s what I’ve had to learn: it’s not my job to take their grief away.
They need to feel it. They need to sit with it. They need to move through it in their own way, in their own time.
Just like I did.
Because that’s how we grow. That’s how we learn detachment—not by avoiding pain, but by allowing ourselves to fully experience it without letting it define us.
How to Practice Detachment in Everyday Life
So how do we actually begin to embody this practice?
How do we stop clinging to what no longer serves us?
How do we embrace the art of being a nobody?
1. Let Go of Your Need for Labels
We define ourselves by so many things—our careers, our relationships, our past. But the truth is, you are not a single identity. You are not just your job. You are not just your achievements. You are not just your pain.
Try to see yourself beyond these labels. Let yourself just be.
2. Release Your Attachment to Outcomes
We spend so much time worrying about how things will turn out—will this work out? Will I succeed? Will I be okay? But when we detach from the outcome, we can focus on the experience itself.
Instead of obsessing over results, ask yourself: Did I show up fully? Did I stay present? Did I allow myself to be open?
3. Embrace Simplicity
Detachment isn’t just about the mind—it’s also about our physical world. Simplify where you can. Let go of things you no longer need. The less clutter you have, the lighter you will feel.
4. Practice Stillness
Detachment is not something you force—it’s something you surrender into. Take time each day to be still. To sit in silence. To breathe without trying to fix anything. Just be.
5. Let Life Flow
Detach from the need to control everything. Life is always changing, always shifting. Let it. Trust that whatever is meant for you will come, and whatever is not meant for you will pass.
The Freedom of Being Nobody
Being a nobody doesn’t mean you don’t matter.
It means you are free.
Free from attachment.
Free from expectation.
Free from the weight of needing to be anything other than exactly who you are in this moment.
And when we reach that place—when we detach from the illusion of control, from the identities we cling to, from the fear of what happens if we let go—we finally understand what it means to truly live.
Because we are not defined by what we hold onto.
We are defined by our ability to let go.