I was fueled by the sense of freedom I had attained, endorphins compelling me to keep going, so next was my DVD's. I went through them all - keeping only a few of my favourites. I was able to sell 60 of them and pay off a bill earlier than I had expected, the remainder I donated to my church's lending library. My CD's were daunting, hundreds of jewel cases, filled with everything from Techno and Rave to Opera and Classical and everything in between. 20 years+ of accumulated musical therapy, most of which I had not touched in 15 years. Again I sorted through them, keeping a few favourites and boxed up the rest for interested individuals to take as they pleased.
I panicked! How do I explain the why? She's going to think I am crazy. I didn't need money, in fact except for the few DVD's I sold, I was giving everything else away. Admittedly, I started out not knowing exactly why I felt compelled to do this - but as I went through the process it became very clear to me. I was choosing freedom, I was choosing to take control over my life. I was choosing what was important to me, I cherish memories far more than I do things - So I would rather expunge myself of stuff, so that I might have more resources available to create fabulous memories. More than this I do not want money and things to become the stumbling blocks to my being able to do what I love. For example, as a pastor I do not want my salary or a church's finances to determine whether or not I can afford to be in full time ministry - because that is what I love to do. So I choose to live in such a way that I have the freedom to serve regardless (more finances more opportunities to bless - less finances I can transition into a lifestyle that allows me to continue to serve regardless).