Oh, my. I went to the farm yesterday. How in the world, after spending the better part of SIX MONTHS going through stuff, selling stuff, sorting stuff, giving stuff away…how in the WORLD do I still have so much STUFF??? The entire upstairs of the cellar house is full of boxes. I have stuff in the basement of the house. I have stuff upstairs. I have stuff in the kitchen. I have stuff in the barn. I started on the back porch. I still had a box of kitchen stuff out there that the cats had taken to sleeping on. I fished out my silverware, washed it, and put it in a drawer in the trailer. The rest goes to Goodwill. Then I loaded up two huge tubs of birdseed. (I bought so much because I thought I was going to be at the farm longer than two months.) I loaded it up to take to my cousin. I fished out three boxes from the cellar house and that was all that fit in the cab of my truck. At this rate, I should have everything out of there by 2019!

Why is it SO hard to get rid of “stuff”? I know I feel better every time I get rid of another carload. I think part of it is, I’d rather have a root canal than take the time to sort, clean, and organize. It sets my teeth on edge. It’s decidedly unnatural because I am a Gemini. I like stuff! And lots of it! That way, no matter where my little scattered twin-brain takes me, I have something to occupy it with. An art supply. A project. A sparkly. A book. I have, sitting in my hand as I type this, a tablet that allows me access to any book, any picture, any inane bit of trivia I could possibly dream of…in the blink of an eye. Tell me why I am carting around three tubs of reference books like I’m protecting the Holy Grail? It’s absolutely insane!

I need to shift my focus. I have so much emotional attachment to my stuff. I treasure it. It’s ok to have treasures. The lock of Mr. Virgo’s hair in my red leather box, for instance. But, a box full of tchotchkes that I have paid perfectly good money to have moved no less than EIGHT times??? Crazy! My heart is not in the right place. It is focused on trivia…possessions that do not serve me. Especially not at this point in my life. So, I continue to practice letting go. It’s a daily ritual now. Let go. Rest. Catch my breath. Let go of more. It really IS good. It really ISN’T easy.

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For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

Matthew 6:21