Thursday, November 15, 2012
The Empty Bowl
In the end, he did not put the trailer up for sale, but most of my "stuff" was tucked away in bubble wrap and boxes.
I lived stuffless for3 months. Sort of like living in a motel. Yes, of course I could get along without all the knick nacks and doo dads I love. If I needed a book I could dig into a box. How many clothes do I really wear at a time anyway.
But as time passed I felt as if my "personality" had been hidden. Put away. Why should I live without the things I love surrounding me. So, I unpacked my books and my special pottery. Not everything but some and I feel a lot better. I hate to admit it.
I want to be a very simple one bowl person. And I am rather proud of all the stuff I have let go of through the past eight years, after I left my 20 year rental. But I am not a true one bowler yet.