A white 911 2.7 RS 1973 to be specific. Actually I can do without it. It never fails to amaze me how much ‘stuff’ so many of us want. I have moved so many times and ‘stuff’ often got in the way of finding the right home. I had so much stuff that I couldn’t find a house big enough for it. Eventually I moved to Stoke-on-Trent. I got rid of so much stuff you wouldn’t believe. I met a really nice lady not long after I moved. “You’ll find it different here. It’s not what you’ve got, it’s who you are that counts here.” I was so impressed. Not to mention relieved. The stuff treadmill had really got me disillusioned.
I learnt that stuff can’t make you happy a long time ago. It’s relationships that matter. Connections. I don’t even want to spend time with the ‘stuff’ people. I couldn’t care less about designer shoes or bags. I care about people and I care about communities. I care about mental health and injustice. I care about helping people to find out who they are and realising that they are OK. Helping them to find out how great their lives could be. Learning how to find a way forward. Helping them to be in an authentic relationship. That’s why I love being a Counsellor. What a privilege to do this work. How rewarding. Thank you to all my clients. Each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart. I feel humble to be part of your life story.
So if you are a stuff person I wonder if you find that it’s rather difficult to fill that hole inside you that you thought buying things might do? If you have started to wonder what it’s all about then why not get in touch. Maybe we could work together and find a different answer.
And by the way, I am very partial to that particular Porsche. But that’s because I love things of quality, things that last.