This is part of the blog series, "Ten Life Lessons I Learned in Yachting."
The day I left for the boat, I drove to CarMax and sold my car on the way to the airport. I had a friend follow me about three hours before my flight. They looked the car over then cut me a check for a few thousands dollars. Mariann, my dear friend at the time, then drove me to DFW airport, gave me a blank journal with a lovely sentiment in the inside cover, and off I went.
Once I landed and secured my night's accommodations, I looked at my stuff and realized that I brought way too much. Sure, it was just a backpack full, but I could easily unload about five items. So, I did just that. I packed up several things that were duplicative and shipped them to my mom's house.
I find this to be so true still to this day. We all have too much stuff. We could probably do a major clean out and then find five more things. Thank goodness for people like Marie Kondo who help us have grace as we tackle the hard work of eliminating: does it spark joy, she asks, and thank it for its service as you send it off, she says. (She's so great!)
Having to carry everything on my back helped me realize that I needed to let go of things that didn't serve my absolutely essential needs, otherwise I'd literally be lugging it around. In a way, all that crap in our garages, in our closets, is being carried around on our backs, isn't it.
Just like in my backpack, to this day I madly curate my possessions to only those things I love and use. It's tough to stay streamlined, but it is exhilarating to live light.