Boxes, bubble wrap, tape….My mind runs through the checklist of packing items over and over. Moving across a large body of water is not like moving across land. When I left Washington, D.C. to come back to California, I called a moving company who came to my door, loaded up my boxes and met me two weeks later at my apartment in San Francisco.
Hello Matson Shipping Company. I can ship my car across the Pacific. I can also rent out a whole Matson container for a huge amount of money and ship my belongings across the Pacific and meet up with the container three weeks later in Honolulu. Then I find a way to get it all to our new place.
Oh, never mind, Matson.
I love being surrounded by boxes and boxes and piles of stuff. I find photos of places and people from long ago tucked away in the pages of a book. Ticket stubs from shows and concerts I’ve seen over the years. Cards friends have sent me for various occasions.
We’ve tried to organize the boxes into three categories; getting donated, going to storage, and shipping to Oahu.
The lowest price we can find to ship a box to Hawaii is for $60. One box doesn’t even hold bedding for one queen bed. Never, ever have I been forced to purge myself of my possessions this drastically.
And guess what? IT FEELS GREAT! I’ve discovered I can let go of the past. Many of my talismans, books, notes, photos, etc. have held me to a place that belongs only in memories. I do not need to relive past events. They are in the past for a reason. Obviously, the past is not needed today.
Hawaii is a chance to start anew. Why would I want to drag the past with me 2,500 miles across the Pacific Ocean?
Hawaiians talk about the ‘aina, the land, and the spiritual fulfillment they get from it. The universe allows no vacuums. If I release the past, new experiences will come into my life today and tomorrow.
I must go now to organize a Salvation Army pick up, friends coming over for kitchen items, my car being donated, and to purge that which I no longer need.
The lightness feels good.