Selectively Juggling

I’d be okay so long as I was able to secure the safety of my family and loved ones, as well as protect valuable identification and legal documents. All other possessions are just things, that are replaceable. I think growing up as I did, in a home of significant loss and family trauma led me to understand where true value lies, not in material objects and things, but in people, nature and myself. Yes, I’d be sad to lose things, but at the end of the day I have it within me to start again, adapt and respond. Who knows I’d imagine I’d learn quite a lot about myself and life in the process of reframing, reestablishing and rebuilding life around me. I’d even wager that I wouldn’t feel the need to replace everything, instead enjoying some of the new ‘space’ around me. So long as I had those I love around me, and the bare essentials, I’d try to reinvent and recalibrate life, a new life with less physical, emotional and mental clutter. Sometimes it takes life bringing you back to your very core in order for you not to be weighed down by stuff. More importantly is an awareness of self-identity and the concept of healthy detachment. My identity is not anchored to things I own – my worths lies within.