We’re ready to make some room for a different kind of life. Stuff is leaving our house. Slowly. Slowly.
There’s reluctance, I admit. I love that little shelf. Have had it forever. I occasionally think about and still miss the round coffee table with the gracefully curled iron legs that I let go three years ago.
Nelson is reluctant to let a world globe go – his dad gave it to him because he knew of his son’s love of adventure. Plus, when plugged in, the globe turns on as a night light. Double cool!
All this purging and selling is okay, though. As things leave, money enters our hands. We’re putting our earnings into a jar. For what? We’re not completely sure just yet.
It feels good to open up space in this already small house. The next place we’re going (a 30-foot fifth wheel) will be even smaller.
Getting down to the essentials is hard. Emotions run wild. I cling. I wring my hands. I feel guilty for letting some things go.
And yet…when I look around, I realize I haven’t used that or that or that in two years. There’s a new, deeper awareness: I must be holding onto things “just in case.” It’s time to stop living “just in case.”
Release these things into the world. Recycle the papers. Choose only the best, most meaningful photos. Books have to make my Soul sing each time I touch them. Furniture goes to people who need or want our pieces.
And the world globe from Nelson’s dad? The girl who bought it yesterday was so thankful…giddy even…to call the globe her’s for $10.00.
I’m happy for our things to go to good homes. It means we’re doing what we need to do to make some room for a different life.
We dream of a life less encumbered. A life full of adventure, not stuff. A simpler, less complicated life. More living, less having.