Since my last post, five days had gone by since the first attempt to take the old shed away and
By Friday afternoon, Wally and his friend from work, Nick (whose father will take it away),
had regrouped to dismantle the old shed.
Upon further examination (and a succession of 2 dead screwdriver batteries and 2 hours)
Wally and Nick decided to meet up again after the weekend when Nick would return with his bigger batteried screwdriver
Worried that Wally would be disappointed after investing so much time, I turned and took this picture of my handsome Muji in the evening light and went to dish supper out.
Wally wasn't disappointed in the least. He is very philosophical about the time it takes to do things- especially preparatory work that always bores me to distraction.
When Nick returned last night (Monday) after both he and Wally had put in a full day's work,
they set to drilling through the rusted screws to release them.
Sometimes Wally had to hold a screw from spinning while Nick drilled.
Already the sliding doors are somewhat dismantled.
Determining how to lift the roof,
they decide to remove the doors first.
Then, dislodging the roof,
they raise the roof
and slide it over.
Maybe now is the time to tell you how sentimental I had begun to feel about losing this ugly old shed.
We have the original permit from May 1983. That's 34 years ago less 2 weeks. Every time we remove a piece of the past I sense the dreams of the past. I will write more about this towards the end.
Nick and Wally move the roof out of the way.
Wally told me afterwards how very heavy it was.
Babu and Muji enjoy their after dinner show (on the one day I didn't make the bed)
I was surprised how relaxed Babu was who is usually terribly shy.
Muji soon lost interest with a full belly.
Next it was time to dismantle the walls.
the last wall to go
stacking it onto the pile with the other 2 walls
What remains, the old oil drum wood stove, the rotting wood floor, and of course
We have a week to remove all the debris if we're to take advantage of Big Pickup Day by the township. My sentiment for the entrenched past quickly dissolves as we get a slice of view that I've so missed, being surrounded by buildings. I think of Carolyn Myss's view:
"The dead past cannot give you life force."
Embracing the life we have today can be brought up short with gratitude.
There is more in place than is not. Let us remember to remember how lucky we are so we do not slide into false concepts. Carolyn Myss suggests that if we were to remove 3 words from our vocabulary they would be:
This is heavy stuff in a world where so many are, or feel they are, victimized. The trick to letting go of all the pain, "wounds" as she calls them is:
This includes forgiving ourselves
I found this video particularly helpful in understanding Why People Don't Heal
thank you as always for caring to drop by.
I will have some artwork to share next time.