In May 2011, I’ll be heading out of NYC for good.
I arrived here a few days before 9/11 2001.
Seems like that’s when the world really went into overdrive in terms of changing.
And I’ve changed also.
I’ve lived and loved and been broken-hearted in this Apple for 10 years.
And I’ve done incredible healing here.
I never thought I would leave. It’s been a love affair that I’ve had with this city and there’s no place else like it on the planet.
But back in March/April I decided to let go of a lifetime pattern after being in a serious squeeze play that I couldn’t go on in any longer, and it seems to have opened some new brain waves in me.
I’m at an internal crossroads. You know those places where the circumstances of your life converge and you see a small crack where you could actually slip out?
Do something totally different? Shake it up a bit? Get off the Merry-go-round?
So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to let go of everything and see what happens.
I’m scared.
But I’m also not scared. Sometimes being scared isn’t really true. It’s something we think we should be, but when we really look, we actually aren’t scared at all. We just have never been to this place before. Unfamiliar is not necessarily scared. Fact.
I’m choosing space. I’m becoming a minimalist. I’m paring down in every way imaginable. I just don’t want all the crap anymore… Things, people, emotional baggage, the past, on and on…
The shifts inside are tectonic.
There is just this internal feeling that is so small and yet it has my attention. I’m going to follow it full-force. I don’t know where it’s leading, but there is a power to it. I’m going to take a risk and follow it.
I’m starting with my stuff. I’m going to get it all down to 100 things.
I’ve already brought 15 boxes of books to the library and donated them. I have more to go. I have a huge library.
I’ve gone through 2 boxes of photos from the past and let go of them and kept about 20 photos and even that feels like a lot. I was whacked out emotionally for awhile from that shedding, but I’m just fine now. It didn’t kill me.
I’m wondering what’s ahead for me.
I’m on an adventure from now until May (and then I’ll be on another adventure). Will you join me in your own Shedventure?
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