On our way to Arizona, we stayed at the Chiriaco Summit Rest Stop off Interstate 10. Expansive views of California’s Colorado Desert and mountains. A gravel pad. No hookups. And it was free!
This is the moment it hit me. Sue and I had sold our Oregon home and moved into our travel trailer for a winter in Tucson before our search for a new place to live. Where? We don’t know. When? Good question.
I have never felt such freedom. We can go anywhere. No more worries about our townhome. We donated most of what we owned, save for a few important things that we left behind in a small storage unit. All our remaining possessions fit in our trailer and in our pickup truck.
Henry David Thoreau, who lived alone in a tiny cabin in Massachusetts for two years, wrote in Walden that the mundane details of life can keep us from seeing the big picture of our lives. He stripped his life to just the essentials.
In The Shortness of Life, Roman stoic philosopher Seneca wrote that possessions are “the greatest source of human misery.” Let them go–without delay–and really live, he urged.
As I write, Sue and I enjoy the warm southern Arizona desert. There are moments when my mind wanders to the path before us, but I am not worried. Our tiny home has all we need–and more, if I am honest.
For now, I am enjoying the view, sleeping better than I have in years, and most of the time staying focused on the big picture that I feel so fortunate to experience.
Books and my backpack 