And yet in helping my mother downsize from one home to another, I’ve found myself deluged with stuff.
Every item must be sorted, handled, considered.
Moreover, each item is a memory trigger: the cake plate that was my Grandmother's. The butter mold from Norway. The antique box that we’ve somehow always had.
Of course, every object doesn't just hold memories; it is a container of Universal energy.
Thus if you add an object to your own possessions, you also take on the energy of that object. You take on the memories, the soul experience, the karma of the previous owner. Your parents, your grandparents, your ancestors, a stranger... whoever owned it before.
Their stuff contains their energy.
This isn't necessarily a bad thing. And in truth, we can never be separate from each other.
But the way I see it, the more we are bound by stuff, the more distracted we can get from our true dharma, our true calling.
If you are dealing with helping a parent sort through possessions, as many of us baby boomers are, take time to consider what you really need.
You may deeply desire having the karma of your ancestors around you via their objects. Or you may prefer to let it all go.
When you understand that every object, whether inherited from an ancestor or assembled from Ikea, contains the energy of where it came from, how it was made, who made it, who owned it—then you can decide what is right for you.
P.S. This month's course is Learn the Practice of Channeled Writing.