Friday April 24, 2015

I haven’t meant to be away so long. In my head, I’m here all the time rambling on. Life has taken so many  turns and every time I think to sit and write something I am overwhelmed and like that phone call I mean to return, I keep putting it off and off and off and it grows larger and more difficult to make the call because so much time has passed.

But here I am.

The children have moved and the compound is quiet. Most of the toys are gone from the yard and the house is a shell littered with boxes. I am in the process of wading through a lifetime of “stuff”. Toss, donate or keep. The keep pile is very small since the plan is to sell the house and go on the road in a trailer. I am being ruthless. The few things I can’t part with and can’t take with are going into a couple of bins to be stored in some one’s garage/home/attic.
My once massive wardrobe of beautiful clothes is now down to a very few practical pieces and I expect will be cut even further once we get under way. I may yet adopt some kind of nun’s robes. First I’ll have to invent my religion. It’s on my list of things to do.
The other is to knit a trailer cozy.

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  2. There is a woman in Tallahassee, wellborn of good family, as we may say, who absolutely does live in one style of long, white, flowing dress that I can only assume she gets made up by someone. She looks like a prairie woman and is quite fabulous.
    HOW DO YOU GET RID OF EVERYTHING?
    My god, woman. The courage. The astounding ability to let go and let the universe…
    I love and adore you.

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  6. I love the idea of knitting a trailer cozy.

    And, inventing a religion of one's own.

    I think I've accomplished the second, accidentally.

    That first goal of yours, though, touches on one that's been niggling in the back of my mind. I want to relearn how to knit. I knew how to long ago.

    On the road, in nun's robes.

    You need to find a different word for nun, though.

    None's robes?

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  13. I’m catching up on posts, and am clearly very far behind. Life is a whirlwind right now. Your first paragraph could have been written by me, only not as well. I am here too, very envious of your downsizing, in awe of you gracious gifts of released art, and very obsessed with paring down to the trendy capsule wardrobe. It is incredibly hard to separate the emotional attachment from the things as I sort through. I am chipping away at the mountain with an ice pick, but I am chipping. I’m focusing on the things that I have purged, not what remains and it’s helping me to stay positive. But almost 20 years in this house, and it’s very full of every kind of stuff.
    You inspire me with your determination and your spirit On this journey. Thank you and best of luck figuring out why stays and what goes.

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    • Ah Mel…it is so hard! But it has now become much easier. I think what has made it so is the fact that I am changing my life so radically. i don’t think I could do this if I didn’t have to. I can’t have all this stuff in a trailer! and putting it in storage seems so silly. i found that when I looked really hard, there are only a very few things I really can’t part with and can’t take with me so those things will go to my daughter. The rest is only what I need and I find i don’t need very much. It is very liberating.
      Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and i wish you success in your journey.
      xxoo

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