If you really think you OWN something, you are mistaken! I mean, I have been around a couple of decades now...not wanting to date myself, but I have lived longed enough to know we don't own or possess anything for ever. I remember the furniture I had in the seventies: freshly painted white rattan with colorful semirough cushions. Why did we choose that cloth anyway? But yeah. I gave that furniture away, years ago and someone else has it. I have kept a lot of things for various reasons but if I could, I would give that stuff away, too, if releasing them were to take me to a better place.
I don't want stuff to hold me back from my dreams.
My dreams...umm. What are my dreams, anyway?
I would love to be the "administrator" of:
a garden for one full of herbs, tomatoes, and flowers;
an art studio full of brushes, paints, and watercolor paper;
a comfortable dining room and kitchen, where I could receive guests and
entertain... serve dinner and have a pleasant conversation and laughter.
and finally a comfortable bedroom and books to read.
That is it.
For now, I have pretty much what I like.... the garden is a container garden on my porch. I have more than I need, and I live in a peaceful place but I do have too much.
I hope to begin changing that because we don't know when things will change. I would rather give things away while I can and have the health to do it than wait and have to rush to do it. Besides that I want to live a more decluttered life where I have room for the things I think are important.
So let's see how this evolves but I know, I am crystal clear, I don't really own any of this, it is just borrowed, lent out to me, and one of these days it will be returned to the ultimate owner. I wantto be found to be a good steward. Definitely.