I am not quite sure what I should be writing here, but the incredible urge to get some words written forces me to sit my self down and do some thinking and writing, obviously.
I have recently shared my news with my Administration Team at UNIShanoi.org that I will not be returning to Hanoi in the fall of 2020 and that I will be leaving Hanoi permanently to live in Halifax. They knew it was coming, as I made it perfectly clear that those were my intentions when I took my last contract and accepted to be co-chair of our Accreditation Self-Study, an 18-month commitment….it kind of takes me into this academic year. BIG MILESTONE!!!! It’s got me thinking! Retirement, here I come!!
That aside, I am also in the throes of clearing out my apartment in Chiang Mai, giving things away, and rendering down a 12-year ‘short stay’ to a couple of bubble wrapped statues and some Celadon pottery that has caught my eye and has been very useful over the years . And oh yes, good, quality bed linens…Judith, you are the reason for that, ❤️ Of course, these trinkets will end up in Hanoi and will eventually make their way back to Canada and find their way to a shelf or a back garden somewhere….. and hopefully on a bed! I am selling my condo! I can’t believe it! The time has come!
So…why am I writing? Could it be that I have been meditating quite a bit lately and have some deep thoughts that will be my guiding mantras for the next coming months? Could it just be the CM atmosphere and the quiet? Not sure…I’m just writing!
To begin with, I just read The Art of War, by Sun Tzu and forwarded by James Clavel. It was something that I had been shunning or only paying marginal attention to over the years. Much like many other books that will start to surface once I decide to take time to read every day. My take-away? Be clever and alert! ALWAYS be clever and alert! It was an easy read….a provocative read….I think Frank left it for me bookmarked at a specific place….I was hooked in and drawn to the before and the after of the section that Frank was so clever and alert out to think of me. Bless you, Frank!
I gave away my mountain bike……not sure if the logic supports the action, but I simply had enough just looking at it saying, ‘I paid a lot for that bike’, and never riding it. As a result of my wake-and-bake the other day, I cleaned up my bike and wheeled it down to the young guy who works here at Skybreeze at the guardhouse. He was delighted to have it and I was only sorry that I hadn’t done it well before Tuesday. Oh well, done and dusted! Happy guard, happy Tom.
The books that have been collecting ‘post-read’ dust in my condo bedroom are now a part of the lobby library. Cookbooks-this, travel books-that, paperbacks, coffee table books, and gifted books….all gone and ready to be read by passers-by from Skybreeze. It wasn’t that difficult to make decisions about books that I have once read and others that guests have left in my bookcase. They ended up meaningless to me and I know they have value, so I passed the value on to others.
There is one question that has been gnawing away at my mind’s ear….I think I understand it enough now to be able to formulate it properly. It sounds something like this:
What purpose will the material things that I have been collecting over the years have in the future that I am planning?’
The fact that I ever had all that s**t makes me wonder if it was to make the present tolerable by having things to ‘hold on to’, or was there a plan for them in my future to remind me of where I had been in the last 24 years? In any event, I have come up with an answer. I unloaded once before as a result of a divorce and I did alright, so unloading is not new to me. Unless things are not practical or if they can be accessed when needed in my next chapter, then they stay behind. Someone else can/might enjoy them.
Here’s a for instance: I have a small wooden painted keeper trunk from Xinjiang Province (China) here in Chiang Mai. I have not been using it for the past several years, it stays in CM and NOT where I put my head most every night and, let’s face it…I know I have been to Xinjiang and I don’t need a small little keeper trunk to remind me of that.
Power supplies and appliances!!!! Appliances stay….definite give-always! Halifax will not support them. All said!
I guess what has been going through my mind is a lot of thinking about the present and how I will be able to be present without too many tugs, or dilemmas which will most certainly be about material possessions, and ultimately bring suffering. No attachments! No suffering!
Thay keeps me grounded!