Ah, I've been divesting myself of things: all those things that accumulate in living space and cause a need for storage.
But I like things; I even want them. For instance, this work of art: A Dream World Glimmers in the Background of the Soul, by Carrie Marrill.
I struggle most to let go of items having strong associations - values, memories, ambitions, affections . . . it is less the thing and more what it invokes that I hesitate to let go. Will that ineffable quality come back? Can I find this particular inspiration again? Do I need the peculiar juxtapositions of that unique object in immediate or future moments?
One can never know for sure.
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