10 Jul 07

Jul 10 2007

I have hundreds of books. Love ’em. I’m an unabashed bookworm. I get warm fuzzies thinking of a blustery winter day ten years from now, when I remember a favorite book and can pluck it off my shelves and sit down with a mug of tea and just read.

So I’ve been thinking. What if I got rid of all but a few dozen of my books? How would that change me as a person? Why do I want those books? Why have I spent all that money for that feeling of security?

Would I feel more free if I had only a couple dozen books? Would I feel less attachment to things? Might I be a deeper person if I weren’t gripping all these things with such determination?

The great religious men of history had few possessions.

Do I fear that kind of poverty? A poverty of books?

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