July 20, 2023
I feel myself letting go.
It’s an unusual feeling, but not completely foreign.
There’s all my stuff that won’t be my stuff anymore. It’s easy to feel possessive about things. To place value on them. To even place part of your worth into the things you own.
But it’s just things. Whether I have them or not, their value is only something that I’ve created in my mind. There are certain things I will keep and put into storage. So many items will no longer be mine.
I thought getting rid of some items was going to be harder. But my mind is shifting to the future – to the unknown.
I’m reminded of Heraclitus’ famous saying, “You can never step in the same river twice.” He was referring to the constant, ever-changing nature of everything.
As often discussed by Buddhists, humans tend to cling to things, to try to find permanence in an impermanent existence.
I find myself embracing the changes that are happening and the ones that are coming. It doesn’t mean that I am not somewhat fearful. I am. But this type of fear is nothing more than thoughts in my head about what might happen or not happen. None of it is real.
It all reminds me of a song by Rebelution – Meant To Be.