Garage sailing (I use sailing because my unwanted goods are sailing away) is a day spent with coffee in the morning, wine in the afternoon, in my chair talking to a lot of nice, interesting people and neighbors that come visit my sale, whom I don't have to entertain, and they haul away my trash on their way out, paying me to do it. I can't think of a better way to spend a Saturday. I've only been open for an hour and already I've been talking and laughing with the most delightful people! One woman's elderly mother said, "You smell!" and her daughter looked at her horrified and said, "Mom!". Her mom said, "Oh no! I mean it's pretty!" She wanted to know what kind of perfume I had on! Oh we laughed til tears came! All the wonderful energy these people leave me is way more precious than their money.
The spring garage sale, has always been, for me, winter's right of passage to the summer season still ahead. Letting go of all that has accumulated and cluttered over another year. Purging – as my dear friend Donna calls it. She and I had a some good discussions this week on how good it feels to "drop some baggage", clean up, and feel light and free.
The actual physical movement of goods from the basement to the garage is also good for the mind and spirit. The clean space left in the basement was in itself a spirit booster. Getting lost in the moving, setting up, and pricing of my merchandise rested my mind, and gave my thoughts a chance to move around in the background, marinate, and settle the monkey mind. Pain held deep inside was eased a bit, just as it is today by the spirits of those who pass through my garage.
And so, as another day goes by, "purging" is a good word, and …I have written.
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