Kinda interesting… I was in a thrift store a week or two ago and this elderly gentleman was up at the front desk. He was old and actually sitting in one of those chair/walker things.  I could not help but to overhear his conversation. He had donated some stuff the day before and he wanted some of it back. The cashier was nice enough and went and asked about it in the back of the store, but, as she told the man, it had already been shipped out.
 
I don’t know what ever became of the situation. Obviously, the guy couldn’t get his stuff back. So???

But, you gotta kinda feel for the old guy. Something got accidentally or intentionally donated, then he realized that it could never be replaced and he hoped to get it back. But, when it’s gone, it’s gone. And, when something is gone, it can never be replaced.
 
I remember a number of years ago, I witnessed a similar situation. This was back when I was avidly seeking out and collecting rare vinyl.
 
I was looking through the LPs at this one shop, and this guy came in all up in arms. He had apparently donated some records the day before, and in them was his Kris Kristofferson collection. He wanted them back. But, for whatever reason, the shop didn’t have them anymore and, due to their policies, they couldn’t/wouldn’t give them back to him if they did. He was pissed. Before he raged out the door, he asked me, “Any Kristofferson in there?” “Nope.”
 
Today, I dropped off a load of clothing and other donation items at one of my semi-local shops. I like to keep things moving along when I am not going to use whatever-it-is anymore. In there, along with a lot of other stuff, I donate this puffer jacket. It was really nice. I totally remember when I originally bought it. But, the only time I had ever worn it was this one winter when I was in Paris. It never gets cold enough for it here in L.A. So, it was just hanging there in my closet, taking up space. I thought I’d move it along.
 
The funny thought that came to mind, after I donated it was, “Just think, someone is going to get a jacket owned by Scott Shaw and worn in Paris.”
 
Now, I get it, most people could care less about that fact. They just got a really nice jacket for cheap. In my mind, however, that jacket was a Some Thing. It held a point in my memory that will always be there. But, the next person who gets it will never know its origin.
 
As an avid Thrifter for forever, though I actually rarely buy stuff, but when I do, there have been a few times when I have purchased something that was once owned by a celebrity. It would take way too long to explain why or how I knew that, but I did. Did I care? No, not really. But, it was just kind of an interesting curiosity. You know what I mean…
 
I guess the point in all of this is, think about the things you own and who will own them after you. Think about the things you own that were one time owned by someone else.
 
For example, I know when I buy a, “Used,” guitar. And, I really don’t like that term. But… The moment I begin playing it, in every single case that has ever been the case, my playing style changes, if only for a few moments. It’s like the player who owned it before me is communicate to me through the guitar and I play in their style. Or, the guitar has been indoctrinated into a something baked into the realms of ethereal reality and that is all that it knows, so that is how it causes me to play.
 
So again, think about the things you give away and who will get them after you. What will be the energy karma in all of that? Think about the things you get, and maybe even more importantly, who possessed them before you did. What will they cause you to feel and to do?

Everything possesses an energy. What energy are you giving out and what energy are you taking in?