What would you do if you lost all your possessions?
I have some possessions that I love because they have happy memories attached. Those I would hate to lose.
Then there are the cats (one group of), and the passed cats. A larger group of.
I love my crystal skulls, something I never thought you’d hear me say – “Who wants a dead head in their house? – me apparently. Now I know why. I’d want to keep at least two of them if possible.
There are pictures I love, including one I can’t explain at the moment.
The image on the left was taken at our old house ten years ago. The image on the right is exactly the same image. Two weeks ago I sat and had lunch in front of an image that looked like the one on the left, the next day I sat down to have my lunch and found myself looking at the one on the right. Fading over time I can understand, overnight is a little more confusing.
These things happen in my world and they always make me smile. It just feels good, like a little of the miraculous has crept in overnight. And why not. A little bit of magic works wonders.
Many cat pictures of course. So I’d grab them, and my phone. I would need that. There’s probably more, my plants definitely.
To me there are pure possessions, possessions with meaning, and right at the top of the list there are the living beings that make you complete. Without whom you’d be as insubstantial as a sigh.
We all know what matters. Those we love. We can rebuild the rest. Probably better.
Deb xx
Deb Hawken - Amorah 