Maxie is back and non-attachment

The police called to say that they had found my car. Maxie was not far away and she had not been harmed other than polluted with cigarette smoke. She has a new wider rear view mirror which is interesting. She was full of odd items: a case of bottled water, reading glasses (was it a middle aged joy rider?) a clip on reading lamp, several lighters, joints and cigarettes, bags of clothes, a deck of cards, a plug in computer type item, a cd case, a wetsuit type head covering, a beanie, scissors and a pocket knife. Most of my camping gear was intact. Only missing my panier bag of kitchen camping stuff, my tire chains (bag there but chains are gone), bluetooth, flashlights, my feathers and my rosary and prayer beads. My sand dollars are still on the back ledge and my rocks seemed to be scattered about.

As I wonder about the people who were using her from the evidence left inside, they must have wondered about me in much the same way. Who is this rock collecting, camping gear lugging person with the Native American music and Indian chants and Bert's Bee supplies? It is a funny thought what our possessions say about us. I have so few left.

My treasure is my Mother Mary statue that I have had since my first Holy Communion. She is from Italy (you can only imagine how exotic that tiny sticker made this seven year old girl feel!) She is ceramic and has only one tiny scratch on her after all of these years of traveling around with me. She stands on a snake that used to scare me a bit as a child. I would try not to look at that snake under her feet. I can recall how reverently I would dust her and care for her. She is all that survived my childhood and I am not sure how she did but I am glad.

Yet even she could go as I am connected to Mother Mary in my heart always.

Strange experience. Have to take Maxie in to the car spa tomorrow for a clean sweep. I feel a different sense of her. Unattached. She will not be my home again in the same way. She will drive me where I need to go but more as a tool to be utilized. Funny, I had so completely released her that it seems odd that she is back.

I truly know that our hearts are what matter. Material things have been our trap and it feels so good to have stepped away from so much. I believe that we are coming to simpler times where we will have all that we need and we will realize that we need so much less.

I feel very Japanese in the mornings as I fold up my duvet and my futon and transform my bedroom back into the tiny living room. We have gotten programmed to believe that we need a room for each person. We must have a guest room and all the extras. My trip to India changed my idea of space for all time. Whole families sleeping on straw mats on the earth or concrete floor. Old folks and young, sleeping easily and well together. That experience helped me to prepare me for my months of camping and sleeping on my mat on the ground.

I believe that there will be a collective sigh of relief as we enter into this new age of peace and abundance for all. How much happier we will be with less stuff to care for, less to remove us from the rhythms of our Mother. Imagine waking with the knowledge that everyone of our brothers and sisters on the planet has shelter and food. Has enough. Close your eyes and feel what that thought feels like in your body.

Did you let out a long sigh? Did you feel your solar plexus relax?

We have been enslaved by the pursuit of more. Thankfully we are waking up and saying enough is enough. We are moving into a time of such freedom where we will have enough. All will have enough. Be enough.

Ahhhh........I can hear the sighs now. Hold the vision. Feel the feeling. This is who we are. We are all interconnected and we want all that we want for all. Therein lies our peace. Therein lies our freedom. Therein lies our joy.