A full plate

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March is stirring things up quite a bit for me and in reality it is what I’ve been preparing for. It is what I knew had to come some day. It took many years to arrive at this point, years in which I lost friends, perhaps even the belief of family members who couldn’t understand that there was no rhyme or reason to this. It just had to run it’s course. What about all the years lost, the wasted time you might wonder! The years I could have lived a different life. I wonder how rich and different it would have been without each of the lessons that were meant to be leaned. I know I wouldn’t be where I am now and I don’t mean this in the physical sense. I believe everything has it’s place and time. Let’s try and make the most out of it.

It’s been quite a journey for me over the last couple of weeks and so much has been set into motion. The ball is rolling now and can’t be stopped. What began so long ago, is finally getting momentum. The universe is moving me along and is supporting me.

I’ve prepared for such a long time and yet I wonder “are we ever fully ready?” I don’t think we are, but when it happens, it is then that we learn to dance in the rain. I’ve had a knowing for years, perhaps a coming to terms with, while all of a sudden it is full speed ahead. Car load over car load is leaving and on its way to the donation center. I have stated this journey of becoming a minimalist a long time ago and I’m glad that I did, although it’s much more now. There is an urgency now, one that can’t be delayed any longer.

There is still stuff I have a hard time parting with, but by now I have gone through some of the same piles multiple times and what I couldn’t let go of before, actually has made it’s way into box of donations. In it’s own sense it feels wonderful, yet almost naked in places that start to look bare.

We have decided to put our house on the market which will happen later this month. Paperwork is in the process of being signed with the realtor and a open house is scheduled for next weekend. The realtor seems pretty confident that the house will sell that very weekend.

For the last couple of days, I have pushed myself to get the house in tickety-boo order like a dear soul would call it. The less is more motto applies here as well and the house will show better with less personal stuff. This is a huge step and not all details have been worked out. There is much more waiting to be handled and addressed and it’s only the beginning. A few things need attention and all of them are huge. Nothing is easy, but here I go.