How I beat the curse of My Things

I am now more than halfway through selling all My Things, except for those few practical and small items that I will carry with me. I estimate that I will have received no more than $6,000 by the time I have sold the same Things that cost me more than $50,000 to trundle around the country with me, hide away in storage, and insure.

How do I feel about that? Light, relieved and ecstatic! Since I have decided to “let go”, all the energy has been positive. The right people are showing up at the right time, and “buying” My Things for whatever they can afford. Already I can see how My Things were not used, but Their Things are needed and loved once again.

A boy hungry to learn about computers will be using this machine. A single mother will have a coffee table she could not have afforded. A struggling family will enjoy the luxury of leather couches. A house-dresser will brighten up houses with the blue and white china. The elderly people in an aged care home will enjoy the books and paintings of days gone past. A young couple committed to a house loan can now afford a nice bedroom suite. A woman battling cancer is already enjoying the solid pine hutch that fits perfectly into her kitchen and proudly displays her most precious memories. I had not loved My Things for some time, because they had become too demanding. My Things were a prison, while Their Things fill a need.

I was warned that I would receive “nothing or little” for My Things. Yes, I have lost many thousands of dollars in selling them. But even winning Lotto couldn’t buy the prize that I have found.

I have finally found freedom from My Things.