'Stuff' and other stuff . . .
So for months I’ve been giving away ‘stuff’ to family and friends. I mean tons of ‘stuff’. I drove a h haul trailer to Kentucky full of my daughters’ stuff for college and also hundreds of toys and books for friends. I also had a trampoline and an antique dresser of my grandmother. I unloaded all this stuff and went back to MI and proceeded to continue the daily trips to Goodwill. I mean I brought them so much ‘stuff’! I gave up my Christmas tree, furniture, multiple bags of clothes, toys and more books. I gave them my exercise equipment and all sorts of ‘stuff’. I meanwhile packed up the things I didn’t want to give up in various boxes. Day after day I worked toward this goal. But one is never ready for moving day. I woke up this morning and took my three kitties to Detroit airport for a flight to Portland. It was a heat wave today but the hourly flight time was less than 85 degrees so they were able to go. I then went 80 miles back and after buying my son a journal for our road trip I then went to u haul to get one of those cooler boxes for my transmission. I paid my monthly bills and felt suddenly scared about not being able to afford the trip and the movers anymore. I began to visualize money coming toward me from the universe and thanking the universe for the blessing of all my needs being met. Every time I felt fear I’d reaffirm these thoughts. Meanwhile I asked the guy who installed my cooler box to check my break pads so he kindly takes my front tire off and tells me that they are worn down enough to be replaced. Here I’m in a little bind because in thirty minutes I have an appointment to get a u haul put on my car- but this guy recommends a tire place down the road which I call and they tell me to stop by. The man there says its 75 dollars labor just to work on the pads and I reluctantly let him. He sees I’m concerned over money and time and is kind to me about this. The man who pulls off my tires is concerned about my tires. Yes, they look really bad and yes I’m going to drive 4000 miles soon. My front break pads are great but the back ones are about to ruin my ‘roters’. I fork out some dough and the man gives me a deep discount- though it’s still expensive. I’m concerned more than ever about money but I’m thankful that my car is safe. I can’t help but notice all the doors opening, the discounts and angels guiding me to fix my car. I decide I can’t pay my personal loan or car payment this month and will need to do it next month. So off to u haul where the man gives me more days on my normally only 8 day u haul allowance to get to Oregon-another blessing to be thankful for. I get home already tired and the mail brings a note from my bank offering a free month of no car payment AND personal loan- Thank you again!!! Now the movers call to say that the day they promised me to move (tomorrow) they must postpone until Tuesday. Tuesday is the day I’m supposed to be on the road and I have reservations all the way to Sedona, through Utah and Tetons. I can’t do it. We fuss back and forth all afternoon and meanwhile my cousins come to help me load the u haul with ‘stuff’. This is where I become very concerned about ME and my attachment to my ‘stuff’. Oh, my cousin offers to advance me a loan for the movers (yea!). My new tenants come and pay their rent for July. The movers agree to come tomorrow after all, but I have already decided that if they don’t show I’ll take it as a sign that the journey to Iowa which starts this whole thing is being diverted for safety reasons. Back to the stuff! I have so many sentimental things and when the u haul is full I panic when I find more ‘stuff’ that the movers can’t take. I’m so crowded now with kids and dog- suddenly I look at those holiday pillows and all the ‘stuff’ not yet packed and realize I’ve way overdone it with the boxed stuff. I mean, I even dumped my junk drawer in a shoe box and labeled it ‘junk drawer. Good grief! Now I feel that I’ve wasted time and space and moving weight on ‘stuff’. What ‘stuff’ though? I’m just too darn sentimental. Anyway, there’s this last box which I threw all the last bits and pieces into and taped it. I realize that my internet router is in that box so exhausted I un tape the box and dig madly until I find it. I then go and cut all the pretty ribbon bows my 90 year old great aunt has spent so much time diligently tying the cords up with to help me pack- and re hook my net for one last night in my condo so I can write this! lol. I’m so exhausted, the u haul is stacked and locked- my son is snoring loudly after getting the thumbs up that our cats are safe in Oregon . . . my daughter- well she paid her best friend 20 bucks to help me move and left to see her boyfriend one last time! Ha! *My Uncle Billy sent me this link of a woman who speaks about her experience of having a stroke. She is a brain scientist. This is one of the most spiritual, funny and worthwhile experiences. I promise you- it's a gift to listen to her. Wow! Scroll down to click on the link! http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/jill_bolte_taylor_s_powerful_stroke_of_insight.html
I’ll try to find time and net connection on our road trip- to write and post photos here. Blessings and Light all!! Fawn