Moving, moving, moving...

This weekend I am moving to a new place. In many real ways I am downsizing. Sometimes it is so hard for me to let go things. Things. Things that have no real purpose except that they hold this memory that I feel that I don't want to let go of. Memories. Memories are precious gifts to have and to hold and for me to remember. I have lived through a great deal already and I don't want to forget where I've come from. Not that I think I can really truly forget who used to be important to me or the good times we shared, but more personally I want to share who I used to be with my loved ones. It's really very selfish. But, important to me to hold onto things. I mean won't my children want to know what I was like when I was younger? A braver more idealistic version of the person I am now. Maybe brave isn't the right word, naive? I'll work on that one....
I don't actually have any children yet or even my sights on a man who I will have children with. These things may make it so that I want to hold onto what once was even more. Don't get me wrong, I love my life now. (mostly) Most importantly I love who I am. I love who I have become. That I have truly been set free from the things that kept me from blossoming. The younger version of myself was not as confident in herself and her convictions to not let other people take advantage of her huge heart. I see that now. Yes, I graduated from my therapy. ;)
Getting back to these things. The power they hold over me is a little overwhelming. I want to be able to throw it all away. But then I think, no I could maybe possibly need that in the future. But when, you ask? Maybe not for another 10 years... but who's counting? It will still work! I have been good about getting rid of things really. We just had a yard sale and I did well. But you know how yard sale's are... not everything goes! I did take back a few things that were left. Most of the rest went to good will. Or we are trying to sell it on Craig's List. The thing is that I am moving into a much smaller space. Will all that I am bringing fit? Will I have to get rid of MORE stuff once I see how my stuff fits?
The problem is one that is on top of my list... but all I can do is hope to become better organized and make it all work... which is I ever hope to do, come to think of it. 

STUFF AND THINGS, Things and stuff... this world is full of it.

"Be content with what you have; 

rejoice in the way things are. 

When you realize there is nothing lacking, 

the whole world belongs to you."

Things are ALWAYS changing!

The one thing certain in life is change. By the end of this month a lot will have changed. I am moving into a new place, with new people and my current house mate is moving back to Wisconsin. I am no longer working with that studio in the same capacity as we had originally discussed, but the door is not completely closed. I do have some more clarity on what I want for me in terms of the type of photography I want to pursue. It's just a matter of how that will look and how I will do it. Challenges. In this moment right now I can not decide if the city where I am living is the problem or the solution. What an interesting notion. All I know is that things are always changing and sometimes I'm not so good with change.