My Job is to empty the house, sell what I can, give away what I can't and bring over the barest minimum.
Crack open the Japanese books too.
To ship or not to ship, we keep going back and forth between the two. Last time, when we came here ten years ago, we shipped a whole pallet over, mostly books. Nietzsche, our Chinchilla, came over with M. and spent six months in quarantine with us visiting a couple of times a week. Sadly he's no longer with us but his ashes will be coming back with me when I go.
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| Nietzsche in quarantine ten years ago |
English books, I'll be teaching again, I should probably take a little trade craft, it's been a while.
And then the yoga books, I seem to have accumulated a small library, a lot of it can go but what I'd like to keep still amounts to another box.
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| What comes with me what stays behind??? |
Attachments....
OK, so just the Primary Heidegger texts, couple of much loved cookbooks, the rarer yoga books, couple of English books that I'm sure to use, M's Buddhist discourses.... can probably get that down to three small boxes sent surface. One small bookshelf in a tatami room, go minimalist
But then what about my goban, my three manduka mats, my sword.... the set of club's M.s Dad gave me, the few remaining bits of much loved crockery that has somehow managed to survive the last ten perhaps even twenty years....... my Nespresso machine!
Yeah I know, Attachments.....
Still, I can focus on practice more than ever, can go to bed earlier and thus get up earlier for a longer practice in the morning as well as a decent practice in the evening, be nice not to feel I'm rushing one or more of my asana, pranayama or meditation practices.
I just have to worry about food for myself, looking forward to getting more disciplined in my eating again, eat less and simpler... that said M made me a huge vat of Japanese curry before she left.
I'm tempted to quit social media for the next three months, drop out of Facebook altogether and leave the blog to tick over on it's own. On reflection though M. has always liked reading my posts, probably because she was working so much and it was the only way she got to hear what I was up to. So I guess I'll blog, short posts about practice just like the old days.
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Thank you for not stopping the blog!
I hope you keep posting through this transition and beyond you've lead me in many new directions and open lots of doors for me over the last couple of years!
As I read that I'm thinking keep the books! The ones worth another read, a dip into from time to time. There is something about paper books. I told a Buddhist priest that I was working on attachment issues and so scaling down on all my belongings.... he looked at me shocked and said, 'but the attachments are here' and tapped his head. I felt like a bit of a fool. I've since had a re-order a book or two. Especially in Japan where there is no english library, or bookstore - well sure there is in Kyoto actually...
Nearly all the books I have are worth another read, been distilled down after many a move... I've had this idea recently though of one bookshelf, books that you can constantly revisit rewardingly. Now there's a project. But your right, should make sure I don't leave behind anything that I'll certainly want one day. Glad I'm going through an Iyengar phase might have left most of his books behind.
All of that sounds like a great plan. I'll look forward to your posts, just like the olden days. Less accumulated stuff, less rushed practices - the key being multiple sessions in a day - I'm trying to work both of those things out lately and it feels good. Seems the only way are the ones you have identified. Give it away. Distill. Get up earlier.
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