It's time to sell our beautiful large house on the lake. I will miss the view, the garden & the wildlife. We are moving—half the year in Mexico, the other half we are not sure where—yet. It's that time in our lives to let go of 'stuff' so it is not a burden to our children when we drop our bodies. Accumulations to show that we were here, that we once lived a full life, that we were visible & hopefully made a small positive difference. It is only of importance to us.
We are becoming more aware of what they are calling our carbon footprint. I am attempting to 'see' the emotional impact of the ripples of my presence. This life, this illusion, this movie I star in—my journey of trying to remember who I truly am.
My husband and I are becoming the 'invisible elderly visitors". Our treasures are no longer needed, too much to carry with us. Finding new homes for them is difficult. The large space we coveted no longer required. Too much time, effort & work to maintain it.
Discovering what is valuable & what is valueless. It has very little to do with possessions & ownership. Why did we not 'see' or 'know' this in our younger lives?