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my pocket in less that ten minutes. I was incredibly lucky in my encounters with other humans. And with nature.I rejoiced for every penny I found in the street or on a sidewalk.I look back at that time with great fondness and nostalgia. Of course I was in my twenties back then.I am no longer in my twenties.I spent the better part of today pricing things. With a green felt-tip marker and a couple pages of sticky tabs I went through my possessions and put price tags on just about everything.I emptied the closets and all the drawers. I was thoroughly amazed by how much shit I have accumulated over the last eight years after arriving here with only that which would fit into the back of a pickup truck. Seriously, it was a lot of work pricing all the shit.We’ve got a snowstorm coming in on Monday but tomorrow it’s supposed to be a gorgeous warm day; perfect for a yard sale. The last time I had a yard sale was about fifteen years ago. I hate having yard sales. When I left Colorado I didn’t have a yard sale. I just left everything in the apartment for the landlord to deal with (as sort of a payment for that last month of rent I couldn’t pay).But this time I’m selling everything. I’m hoping to raise enough moola to pay for another month of internet access. (There’s no way I’m selling my laptop!)With everything I priced I felt lighter and freer. This may be the most exciting yard sale I’ve ever had. It was a lot of work but it felt so good!It finally came time to take my music CDs down from their shelf. I’ve got a little over forty of them (I used to own so many more). I put them on my bed and then divided them into two piles; one pile of CDs that I simply could not let go of and one pile of CDs that I was happy to get rid of. The pile of CDs that I did not want to let go of was way taller than the pile I was ready to let go of.I said, “Fuck it!” I put th

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e two piles together and priced them all.Who needs music CDs if you’ve got access to the internet, right? You can pull up any song you want to listen to. So they are all going.So late tonight I am listening to some of those priced CDs one last time. I have several very cherished CDs but guess what? As I listen to them I have no remorse whatsoever, no sadness, about letting them all go. One last listen is all I need.Seriously, why do we hold on so tightly to the past? Letting go opens up the future. It creates a vacuum to be filled by new things, new music, new memories, new experiences. I wonder what it would be like to erase all the music in my noggin. I bet that would open up a lot of space in there.And getting rid of all the books I’ve read… I thought that would be painful but seriously, am I going to read them all again? I don’t think so.For the last year or two I have been saying to myself, “Man, I really need a clipboard. Back when I ran a business I had a clipboard in my hands for several hours each day. They are invaluable tools for those like me who are anal retentive about being organized.Well, I was cleaning out a drawer this afternoon and guess what I found at the bottom of that drawer? A freaking clipboard! I’ve had one all this time. I don’t even remember buying it. I did NOT put a price tag on that. Instead I began using it to organize my yard sale.Anyway, I’ve had a truly joyous day today and apparently I feel compelled to tell everyone about it. I now think that yard sales are a good thing. Why haven’t I done this earlier? I recommend having one. It can be life-changing and change is a big part of life. Instead of being buried under tons of shit why not free yourself and jump into life feet first? It feels so good to let everything go.Copyright by <a href="https://medium.com/@WhiteFeather9">White Feather</a>. All Rights Reserved.</article></body>

Getting Rid of Music

Getting ready for the big sale

Back when I left Colorado eight years ago to move down here to the Great Plains of Turtle Island I left behind almost 90% of all my possessions. I managed to get a ride with someone driving down here in a pickup truck and all I could bring with me had to fit into the back of that pickup truck.

I left behind furniture, art, a ton of books, almost all of my music CD collection, kitchen items, clothes, a TV, a stereo, a desk, a computer, towels, gardening tools, bookshelves, plants, lamps, bedding, bathroom supplies, food, and personal mementos. I just let it all go.

And it was a truly wonderful, joyous and liberating thing to do. Of course I had done that very thing several times in my life. It feels so good to release all the things we become attached to.

Once, a few decades ago, I got rid of all my possessions that would not fit into a backpack and one handbag in order to hitchhike around the country for two years. Does anyone know what it is like to be able to carry every single possession you own on your back and in your hand? How many people have experienced that kind of joyous freedom?

Home was where ever I found a place to sleep for the night. My thumb got sunburned from sticking it out every day. I scavenged for food and I took all manner of odd jobs to occasionally have a nice meal in some greasy spoon diner.

I stuck my toes in the sandy beaches along the Atlantic Ocean and the Gulf Coast and the Pacific Ocean. I stood on several mountain tops. I slept on picnic tables next to wild raging rivers. I stayed in a nice Las Vegas hotel and gambled away the fourteen dollars in my pocket in less that ten minutes. I was incredibly lucky in my encounters with other humans. And with nature.

I rejoiced for every penny I found in the street or on a sidewalk.

I look back at that time with great fondness and nostalgia. Of course I was in my twenties back then.

I am no longer in my twenties.

I spent the better part of today pricing things. With a green felt-tip marker and a couple pages of sticky tabs I went through my possessions and put price tags on just about everything.

I emptied the closets and all the drawers. I was thoroughly amazed by how much shit I have accumulated over the last eight years after arriving here with only that which would fit into the back of a pickup truck. Seriously, it was a lot of work pricing all the shit.

We’ve got a snowstorm coming in on Monday but tomorrow it’s supposed to be a gorgeous warm day; perfect for a yard sale. The last time I had a yard sale was about fifteen years ago. I hate having yard sales. When I left Colorado I didn’t have a yard sale. I just left everything in the apartment for the landlord to deal with (as sort of a payment for that last month of rent I couldn’t pay).

But this time I’m selling everything. I’m hoping to raise enough moola to pay for another month of internet access. (There’s no way I’m selling my laptop!)

With everything I priced I felt lighter and freer. This may be the most exciting yard sale I’ve ever had. It was a lot of work but it felt so good!

It finally came time to take my music CDs down from their shelf. I’ve got a little over forty of them (I used to own so many more). I put them on my bed and then divided them into two piles; one pile of CDs that I simply could not let go of and one pile of CDs that I was happy to get rid of. The pile of CDs that I did not want to let go of was way taller than the pile I was ready to let go of.

I said, “Fuck it!” I put the two piles together and priced them all.

Who needs music CDs if you’ve got access to the internet, right? You can pull up any song you want to listen to. So they are all going.

So late tonight I am listening to some of those priced CDs one last time. I have several very cherished CDs but guess what? As I listen to them I have no remorse whatsoever, no sadness, about letting them all go. One last listen is all I need.

Seriously, why do we hold on so tightly to the past? Letting go opens up the future. It creates a vacuum to be filled by new things, new music, new memories, new experiences. I wonder what it would be like to erase all the music in my noggin. I bet that would open up a lot of space in there.

And getting rid of all the books I’ve read… I thought that would be painful but seriously, am I going to read them all again? I don’t think so.

For the last year or two I have been saying to myself, “Man, I really need a clipboard. Back when I ran a business I had a clipboard in my hands for several hours each day. They are invaluable tools for those like me who are anal retentive about being organized.

Well, I was cleaning out a drawer this afternoon and guess what I found at the bottom of that drawer? A freaking clipboard! I’ve had one all this time. I don’t even remember buying it. I did NOT put a price tag on that. Instead I began using it to organize my yard sale.

Anyway, I’ve had a truly joyous day today and apparently I feel compelled to tell everyone about it. I now think that yard sales are a good thing. Why haven’t I done this earlier? I recommend having one. It can be life-changing and change is a big part of life. Instead of being buried under tons of shit why not free yourself and jump into life feet first? It feels so good to let everything go.