supriyanoel said:I appreciate your sharing so very much, and am so glad this landlord is tolerant of the animals. I am also inspired by you since I am moving, alone,to parts unknown as of yet. Being in the U.S.A. is very different than the Canary Islands, and I have to say being in your shoes sounds petty good.
I am also an addict of books and if you and others can part with them, so can I. You have really came a long way, to be able to let go of all those precious things that bring so much comfort, like your bed and worktable. I am finding it difficult to know just how much to take with me, and you have certainly helped, sharing your strength in letting go, because it can and has been a prison to a degree for me. Holding on to these things.
I think you have made a profound and wise move and I wish you clear observance and easy adaptation to your new surroundings. Please continue to let us know how you are faring, and husband too. I think the animals will love wherever you two are. They are fortunate to have found you and I'll bet they let you know it. Maybe the RockRose can wait a while!
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Thank you supriyanoel for your kind words. I think one of the reason we can take better decisions it seems to me is due to the diet we are following here. To follow this diet, even if it sound strange, is a first move to letting go. ;)
Some things, objects, are like our shadow, or mirror or cane. We think we can not live without them till we learn that it is not true. Oh, I cried when I gave almost all my books but I still love books, they are my passion. And I have my Kindle, the best gift that a friend gave to me, the most intelligent gift for a move. I know that the best bed is the floor but I know also that one day I will buy another Futon. Same with my table. They were here, they are not here anymore. I am here, I will not be here anymore. Everything is movement, dance, voyage.
Time flies. Very soon we will take the car and go direction south. I can not believe that I was living here 4 years, 4 long, long years in that strange village, surrounded by strange people, almost zombies. Hopefully I had Internet and Sott. And my books. And my dogs. And the silence, so important to sleep well.
For now I don't feel panic at all but something is building up, adrenaline maybe. :D