Two more huge bags are donated, and it’s a wonder there is still something left in my closet. It feels good to get rid of the pieces just sitting there, taking up space, although space was never an issue. I’m noticing that I have become quite addicted to getting rid of stuff. Most pieces were in perfect condition, but also had a slim chance of being worn again. Why hold on to them, right? That’s what I said, (finally) and good thing they are gone now. God knows I have held on to them for far too long. I have started making a mental check list about the contents of my house, and it’s truly crazy how little remains that I want to keep going forward. It’s a good thing I guess.
Life is becoming clearer and clearer these days, and I couldn’t imagine how important this little mission turn out to be. What started with decluttering, lightening the load, the goal of pursuing a minimalist lifestyle, and getting rid of stuff weighing me down, was actually a carefully crafted master plan that was unfolding right before my eyes. A plan I hadn’t always been aware of, and a plan that was long in the making before I even realized it. The universe sure played a sneaky director on this one, and had a plan all along. I’m on to you though and I’m catching on. Perhaps coming across a converted school bus video was the root of all this transitioning and what truly started the dream. At least part of it.
It’s been a few years coming, and it lit a fire within. Fueled by a passion and the pursuit of freedom and ultimately a simpler lifestyle. I’ve started making changes almost immediately but there have been many snags along the way. Life just had a way of happening, and the more I resisted and didn’t go w it j the flow of it, the harder I made it for myself. A good thing can’t be rushed and usually unfolds on it’s own terms. The faster we learn this, the better off we are.
There were times I was embarrassed to answer questions about what was going on, what was taking so long and what seemed to be the stalling power. Now that I mentally had figured it all out, where was the action behind the words? I felt no one would understand if I said that I was STILL working on stuff, going through and eliminating the material side of things. Heck, at times I didn’t understand myself and got frustrated about this process that stretched out further and further. How long could it take? Perhaps I myself felt that I was procrastinating, although the RA is a real thing and not one I used to make excuses. And still the mind frame often consistent of some strange imagination that I could just snap my fingers and it all be done. Wishful thinking for sure.
In recent weeks, I learned a lot about this process and myself. I never knew how complex everything was until now. Understanding more about the timing of when and how everything needed to orchestrate, to being aligned and ready to part with my life’s work. To consider the physical ups and downs and my health, to the life experiences that were required to push me to this point. There seems to be a lot of such a-ha moments lately and I’m allowing it all to unfold as it’s meant to be.
What was happening was not only getting rid of outgrown things, but in addition I was saying goodbye to a life that once resembled me. The things I had collected and worked for so hard. The stuff that had accumulated in the form of material possessions, but not limited and also including life experiences, wisdom and a mental maturity. For however long this was playing out already, once it was realized, it was almost an instantaneous awareness that much of my life didn’t fit anymore. From the material world, to outdated programs and my beliefs, everything was changing, leaving me feeling like a Butterfly that was in the process of emerging.