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Getting Rid of Music
Getting ready for the big sale
Back when I left Colorado eight years ago to move down here to the Great Plains of Turtle Island I left behind almost 90% of all my possessions. I managed to get a ride with someone driving down here in a pickup truck and all I could bring with me had to fit into the back of that pickup truck.
I left behind furniture, art, a ton of books, almost all of my music CD collection, kitchen items, clothes, a TV, a stereo, a desk, a computer, towels, gardening tools, bookshelves, plants, lamps, bedding, bathroom supplies, food, and personal mementos. I just let it all go.
And it was a truly wonderful, joyous and liberating thing to do. Of course I had done that very thing several times in my life. It feels so good to release all the things we become attached to.
Once, a few decades ago, I got rid of all my possessions that would not fit into a backpack and one handbag in order to hitchhike around the country for two years. Does anyone know what it is like to be able to carry every single possession you own on your back and in your hand? How many people have experienced that kind of joyous freedom?
Home was where ever I found a place to sleep for the night. My thumb got sunburned from sticking it out every day. I scavenged for food and I took all manner of odd jobs…
