the Camino walk

Clearing my home of all possessions was my Camino walk. A pilgrimage of a lifetime. Sorting, purging, sorting, purging, stumbling, holding, sorting, and purging. An endless cycle of releasing stuff.  So much stuff carried to my back parking lot that T-boned the laneway. Endless trips of leaving for others what no longer possessed me as being functional, beautiful, sentimental, or valuable.  Whatever meaning was attached to the thing was released. Step by step with perseverance, pain, and joy I reached my destination.