It’s a process

It’s a process when you decide to sell everything you own and move to another country. The attachment we have to material things can hold us back from living the life we dream. Do I need all these things to sit in storage while I make up my mind about if and when I am coming back? No, I don’t. So I took on a large task of getting rid of MOST of my things. I’ll explain why I say most later, but here is how it went down.

I was thinking that I would have six months to sell my things, but when I went on a road trip with my sister I realized I needed to leave ASAP. Why ASAP? Well, I don’t have a good feeling about the state of the US. I have been feeling for years that war is coming and I’ve seen in meditation where I am not there when it happens. Once I heard that we bombed Syria I knew that was a sign to leave.

As soon as I got home I applied for a 5 year visa to India. I applied for an Australian visa as well just incase I needed to go there first then India if things started getting bad in the US. Luckily nothing has happened yet, and I hope that my visions aren’t true. I was only granted a 6 month visa so I will see how the first six months go and then travel to Nepal and renew again.

The first task when I returned from the road trip was to get all my belongings from Atlanta up to my sisters so I could go through every box that I own. I took a couple of trips down and back but still had many things I needed to bring up. I rented a U-Haul trailer and a friend of mine came to help me load up.

I wasn’t thinking about it at the time, but once I went to pull off with a full trailer of all my belongings, I realized that was it. I was officially moving away from Atlanta. None of my possessions would be there anymore, just memories of what once was.

I keep getting asked when I am coming back and honestly the only way I would come back to Atlanta is if I married “The Man of My Dreams” lol. And since that is just a fairytale I would say there’s a fat chance in hell that I’d move back. HA! I don’t want to grow old in Atlanta and I’ve had too much heartache to go back. I don’t feel like there is anything left for me there.

Once I got my things to my sisters, I packed a new storage unit that was close to her house so I could go through everything a little at a time. The process took me a couple of weeks. During this time I separated items into different piles: stuff I wanted to keep, throw away, give away, and sell.

I gave away a lot of things that I wish I could have sold for the extra money, but I didn’t have time or the patience to figure out how to sell it. My favorite Asian cabinets that were stored at my dad’s house became a gift to my dear friend A Vegan Gypsie. I know she will love them like I did.

I put together all my kitchen and bath stuff and sold it to my other dear friend for her friend who was getting her very first apartment. She helped me out a lot by purchasing this stuff from me. I hope her friend can use all the things I collected over the years to cook and share meals with her family and friends. Thank you Lacey Jane for being such a supportive and good friend to me during this process. I don’t know what I would have done without your love and kindness.

My expensive ass Tempurpedic mattress, that was a gift from my ex, was traded to a friend of mine in exchange for watching Chunky Monkey. I know some of y’all were worried about what I was going to do with him. At one point I was so upset because I thought I was going to have to give him away. It worked out and I’ll get him back once I can get settled in somewhere one day. It may take a year or two, but I know he’ll be taken care of and he’ll be back home with me one day.

There was a custom made table from my old house that I loved so much that I had to take out of storage from my dads. (You might be wondering why I couldn’t keep it there. That’s going to be another blog that I post soon.) It was one of a kind and that’s what made it so hard to sell. So I donated it to a man that runs an event venue and I know it’ll get used and taken care of in a nice place. Many families will get to enjoy meals on it for many years to come.

My personal collection of spiritual books went to my other good friend in Atlanta. She has a massive bookshelf that needed to be filled with books. When I return I know she’ll give them back if I want them, but I may just let her keep them because I don’t know what my life will look like in a year or two. They’ll get read and hopefully will help her and anyone else she knows that may need a little spiritual guidance. I know they helped me out a lot.

I had a yard sale in which my grandmother and great aunt came to help out with. It was nice spending time with them before I left. I sold a lot of things, but the stuff I didn’t sell I gave to another friend of mine to put in her booth at the antique store where she sells things. Maybe it’ll help put a little extra money in her pocket.

A good portion of my journals came with me to write a book or two. The first book I am writing isn’t for release to the public. It’s a personal book I plan on giving to a loved one for their birthday. The second book may be about my life growing up, or my spiritual journey so far. I will have more details once I finish this book and start on the next. I had to pay an extra $100 just to bring the journals, but I know it’ll be worth it in the end.

Releasing material things that I have had for years and that I worked hard for was something that wasn’t easy. I look back on all the money I made dancing and look at what little material things I have to show for. All the suffering and mental anguish I put myself through for things that I would release in the end was bitter sweet. One thing I learned in this process is that material things come and go and that all my needs are met with a place to live, food to eat, clothes to wear, and money to survive. I don’t need material things to make me happy anymore. I don’t think they ever really did anyways.

I also went through a lot of healing and released old beliefs and agreements I had made in the past. Letting go of these thing opened up a whole new dream world for me. This was such a healing process for me and I suggest everyone do this at least a couple times in their lives. Let go of what no longer brings you joy and serves you so the universe can bring you the new things that will bring you joy.

When you’re ready to take the step of releasing material things and old belief patterns let me know. I may just have some tips on how to help you get through it all.

Love y’all!