Possessions Float In and Out of My Life

I've come to a life situation where I am needing to move but not able to take the vast majority of my possessions with me. This has resulted in me selling or giving away the things I own. It's been interesting to watch my feelings of attachment to these possessions come up, as well as my desires to get a certain amount of money for various items. Through this process I've come to view possessions differently. I now view these objects as their own beings with their own life path, and that I am only a caretaker of them for a certain amount of time. When the person who is to be their next caretaker shows up, I feel a certain pull to give it to that person. The emotions that come up for me are fear that I will miss the items that I am letting go, or will be angry at myself for getting rid of them, and so it helps to see these items in the light of them being autonomous units of divine energy.

I am also reminded of other cultures where objects are much more freely given, passed along from one to another, in more of a knowledge that each person is another oneself, so it does not matter who enjoys the item, as they are all you.

Another perspective I see is that all these possessions came from the earth in the first place, so who am I to really call them mine to begin with?

I believe in reincarnation, so I believe in some lives we are beggars and in others were are kings, and everything in between. In each life we inevitably have to leave all the things we own, plus our body, people we know, life situation, and the earth in general. So in that view it especially seems like small potatoes to give up my stuff at only a certain phase of my current life process.

I also feel there is a giant symbolic balancing act of everything being distributed. When I sold my precious fountain that was given to me by my family to a man for a measly $25, I had a vision of handing a newborn child to him and felt that the fountain was symbolic of my family line giving his a child long ago, and I was repeating this event with the symbol of the fountain in some processing.

Another time I gave a near-new vacuum cleaner for free to a handyman when the occasion did not require it, and later felt that I was repaying him for something that I had stolen from him in our karmic past.

Today I had an interesting experience where I sold a pair of speakers to a guy for a very good price. I had set the price almost unconsciously--had I been conscious I might have considered them worth more--and when the guy showed up he told me he was replacing his whole stereo set-up because he had bought a bunk receiver on Craigslist and there was some issue with the unit and it blew his speakers. The man he bought it from was then MIA. I thought it an interesting balancing act that I should give such a good deal to him in some compensation for a dishonest Craigslister.

Anyhow, those are some of my current thoughts on this life process. Ultimately I feel that I am working to a place of surrender to the tide of materials and even my body washing in and out of my life.

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