Have you ever paid to store trash? I wonder …

I never thought I would ever, in my wildest nightmares or dreams, spend money to store my belongings, much less actual garbage. But I did and I just found out yesterday. Hi, my name is Gayle and I pay to store trash in a storage unit. Here’s the story:

Last summer my beloved and son decided to create a man cave in our basement while I was on retreat for a month. The stuff that was stored in the pre-man cave area was moved into a storage facility. For eight months we have paid to store our stuff. I cringe as I write that sentence but it is true. Yes, I “know better.” Yes, it has taken me this long to “get to” these treasures, clear, sort, throw away, give away and put away.

The entire process has been life changing from many perspectives and states and energies. But I want to stay present to the simple, relative experience. I opened a packed cardboard box only to find a garbage container filled with garbage – real, actual garbage. I had a hissy fit. Who in his or her right mind would put a garbage pail filled with garbage in a box to store in a storage unit? Yes, shake your head. It is beyond words and the answer doesn’t matter. What does matter is what I am learning and what you can learn from this experience.

Does it ever make sense to rent space to store stuff? What are we really renting? Time…, space…, procrastination…, hesitation…, avoidance…, ignorance… I wonder.