While we are taught in our materialistic culture to believe that loosing things means loosing everything, the counterpoint to that is that loosing all those material things that tie us down is also liberating. For most of human history, we carried who and what we were on our backs, or maybe in a small sack. What happened to that? Hmm.
I think about the wandering monk who passed through my town recently. Carried nothing, only the clothes on his back. His mission was to spread messages of health and self-awareness or mindfulness. This gentleman has walked across the country of America before - seen things from the worst ghettos to the most upperclass neighborhoods. He's been mistaken for a prison escapee because of his orange religious clothing, among other things. Getting out on your own two feet and just... walking... is a rarity nowadays. Imagine where the feet could take us if we stopped being so tied down to stuff and things? Just you, your dog, the road, a horizon of possibilities...