So I just made a big book donation to the Salvation Army here in Pasadena, CA.
Books, baseball cards, football cards; the books? There were items that literally kept me inspired enough to stay alive in hospitals and horrible places when I was in the midst of my confusion–
I’m making space for a music studio/film editing area, converting our storage garage…….
Once years ago, and at a time I was still battling with thoughts of suicide, I threw away 20 or so journals filled with poetry I had written, including my first-ever poems written in Mexico, some lines in Spanish, some in English–inspired, but “early” stuff……..
I trashed them in lieu of trashing my life, I chose to keep my piano, and moved on……..
I knew I sometimes made an excuse and thought, “If I die now, at least I’ll leave behind all my poetry–” Well, that day I took that excuse and “insurance” away, forced myself to live in the presence, to be my message’s own messenger, to play the piano, to sing, to travel–
I threw my journals away, today some old sentimental books, but I feel light, and energized, and I love today, believe in it, the now, PEACE!!!!!!!!
