Approaching the end of October, I am relieved to be ending the focus on letting go of attachments. It is freeing, but sometimes painful. I thought of my mother this morning and remembered how lost I felt when she died, but I had no choice in the matter. It was time for that attachment to end. I still have so many attachments and sometimes I wonder, ”where is the real me after I let go of all these things?” It’s not my job, or ideas, or fears, or possessions or even my gifts. I guess I must let go to find out.
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dmdubay 
I have enjoyed all your posts about letting go – and letting go of books is a problem for me too. They are a loved part of the furniture. Here’s what I try to do: if it qualifies to be loaned or passed on to a friend, it stays. If it’s a classic, it stays (i.e. Plato’s Republic). Otherwise it goes to Title Wave and builds credit to buy other books. My toughest give away are books that used to belong to my parents, but the expert givers away say, keep the one that reminds you of them the most.
No perfect solutions here but my book shelves have a few new spaces.
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It’s nice to know other have this problem.
I’ll try your techniques.
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Well at least both of you read. I mean, I, too, have tons of books but don’t read any of them. Sometimes I wonder how I got through a degree in literature without reading! I say – if you love them, keep ’em, unless it’s a burden or a drain on your psyche.
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