Several organizations around New England host summer book sales. It's a good time to run one because of summer beach reading and the fact that a lot of "summer people" are here with money to spend. My local Historical Society is one such organization. I received the call for books in my mailbox the other day. In my quest for more white space, I had recently packed away some books.
In thinking about my latest steps in letting go of the past, I decided maybe I could donate some books. So when the 90+ heat broke somewhat and I could function again, I opened the storage container and began the donation pile.
My personal library is made up of a few genres that basically reflect steps along my path. When I was doing the Native American step I amassed an entire collection on the subject. When I decided to move from New Bedford to Rhode Island, I donated it in entirety to the Wampanoag Band at Freetown.
At other times when I had a yard sale I would cull and sell some books. There would always be a few on a topic I couldn't part with that lapped over. So now as I look at these '"long-timers" I ask myself how long it's been since I even looked at them. I considered my mental attachment to the time of my life they represent. Can I let that part go yet?
I also think of the fact that someone else might find them useful to where they are at now on their journey. Like the book on historical Canadian weaving I have hoarded for decades because of my Father's French Canadian heritage and my love of fiber art. Someone who is an actual weaver, finding it at the sale, will be thrilled to have it. A feeling I have experienced many times, coming across some treasure for a couple of bucks. Like finding gold!
And so my pile grows and I envision more shelf space for more reading material that will come and hopefully go more easily.
Support the BOOK SALE of your choice!
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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