be

boxing up books + beginning again

6 Dec 2014

it is one cold, dark, and blustery december night out there, folks. but, i’m super cozy inside right now. christmas lights on, candles burning, and a blanket warming my feet. not too shabby.

earlier today, though, i had a few tough moments. i did something today that was necessary, but that brought up a bunch of feelings. i gave away books. a lot of freaking books. of course, i had to. since we are moving, it was time, once again, to prioritize + organize. so, i took all of the books that i have off of my shelves and did a thorough scanning of what were the most important books, you know, the ones that i can’t live without. and you know what? that was pretty easy.

in the end i had 2 small stacks of books to take with me to sweden, and 3 or 4 gigantic stacks of books to give away. and that felt ok… sort of. most of the books in my donation pile were all of my books from seminary (graduate school) – well not all of them. i did save one or two. but, i have pretty much lugged practically all of my seminary//theology books around with me for years. from place to place. and it was time to get rid of them, since they were just taking up space. they never even made it to sweden or denmark, and i always stored them here in north carolina at my parents’ house.

but, today, it was time to let them go. yet something deep inside me hurt as i looked over the piles of books. i felt like i was losing a part of me –  a part of my identity that i don’t tap into very often anymore. and as i leafed through the books and held them in my hands, i wondered if i didn’t pick them up anymore because i had forgotten something about myself, or because i had moved on from that person, or a combination of both of those things.

boxes

in any case, we put all of the books and other things, in boxes and drove them to a donation center this afternoon. as i was carrying them to the car, i saw a peek of some of the titles. and it ached inside my chest. and then, when we arrived at the drop off place, and we climbed out of the car, walked around to the back and handed the heavy boxes off to the man who would take them in, i felt that pain in my chest again. everything felt weird. like i was letting a part of my life go…

i got in the driver’s seat and took a deep breath, tears forming in my eyes. lina knew this was hard for me. i started talking and told her that, yes, this was hard, like i was closing the door one one part of my life. never to open that time in my life again. it felt like i was leaving a part of my identity behind. and, if i am having such a hard time knowing who i am and who i am supposed to be in life right now, giving away part of my identity that i had been holding on to was certainly not easy.

boxes car moving

and then i realized… that is exactly what was happening. and as i said that to her, i also suddenly realized that this was completely the right thing to do. that, in fact, it was time to let that part of my life completely go. to close that church door and to move on to the thing that comes next for me. time to not halfheartedly follow my dreams, taking one step forward while having one foot still in the past – which is exactly what i have been doing.

nope. it was time to move on. completely. and after 2 minutes of saying that out loud to lina in the donation center’s parking lot, i was ready to move on.

now, comes the fun part. it’s the end of the year… and it is time to begin to explore where i feel that i am being called to next. what is it that i want to do? how can i serve and save the world in my own unique way? time to ponder the  questions: if i was forced to leave the house every single day for the rest of my life, what is it that i would want to do?

let the exploring begin!

light + love xx

(Post visit: 12, Today: 1 )

You Might Also Like

5 Comments

  • Reply diggingher 6 Dec 2014 at 22:58

    I feel it too. Great questions to ponder.

  • Reply Holly 7 Dec 2014 at 03:38

    I think, by the readers angle, it seems you’re already achieving what you want to do so much! You are living intentionally, the life you want! Maybe try not to over think and know that you are! ♥

  • Reply SouthernHon 7 Dec 2014 at 07:10

    You’ve been through a lot of changes in the past few years. Letting go is difficult. Hugs.

  • Reply Scott Holstad 8 Dec 2014 at 03:46

    Giving up books is so hard for me to do! I’ve had to give away or sell tons over the years, but I still lug a ton with me every time I move. I have five bookshelves with books and about 10 more boxes in the garage. My wife thinks I’m a pack rat and maybe I am, but there are some books I just can’t get rid of. Good luck to you.

  • Reply Meg Evans 8 Dec 2014 at 15:28

    I need to do this too — there’s a lot of old stuff on my bookshelf that does not reflect who I am now. It’s hard to let it go, though!

  • Share your thoughts

    This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

    %d bloggers like this: