Moving day. It’s been 7 & 1/2 months since liquidating my previous home and timeline. Timeline. That was the crux of it.
I loved my home. Asked several times during my 5 & 1/2+ years there, if the homeowners would be willing to sell. Nope. Then they took out three trees that protected us from the corner we lived on. And, a smart meter went in that we could hear through the wall…not to mention all the icky stuff those emit.
I loved the location, I loved my neighbors, I loved my furnishings. Still, I came to realize that I’d been living on a synthetic timeline and I determined to rejoin with my organic timeline.
Giving everything away was an unexpectedly amazing experience. I could have sold everything and made a nice sum to go forward with…but that was the thing. I didn’t want to take much of anything forward. Energetically, everything from the synthetic had to be released. And, I loved my things. My totally awesome sofa was loved by family and friends. So many great memories of cozy days reading with my son, watching movies (Harry Potter, especially), Olympics, and lacrosse games…and, oh, those naps!
A sweetheart neighbor came to take pictures and pop everything up on her church support bulletin board. One by one, then two or more together, they came…mostly young families. Sofa, big chair, and media armoire went to a family whose sofa had just broken…with two teenage boys, small wonder ;-). My dining and bedroom sets went to a family with small children, who’d been eating in the living room and had clothes stacked on the floor in the bedroom. My washer/dryer went to a family whose washer had just broken, and my monster fridge to a family of 7 who was so happy to have it. A friend who’d come to help load up spied my china hutch and surprised his wife with it (hope that worked out ;-)!) And, finally, a family who’d just moved into a new place with an unfinished back yard took my patio set. All with smiles and hugs and heartfelt thanks for being an answer to their prayers. Good folks in the g.o.d. program to whom I silently sent a wake-up call.
My beloved items, after saying my prayer (composed years ago after my first closet purge):
Thank you for your service
May you go in peace
May you bless another
With love and gratitude (xo – yep, I kiss and hug ’em)
…went to families who might love them, too. It felt circular and complete. I’ve had barely a thought about that house and that life.
And, where did I land?
While sofa surfing at my dear mother’s, came the loss of her longtime next door neighbor, her duplex mate. And the pull began. I hadn’t felt ready for a new home, just yet. Am still not entirely sure I do now, but the pull began soon after the loss. I resisted. Of course. I hadn’t achieved my aims when I set out on this journey…and, still, the pull grew stronger.
Now, here’s my major hiccup — trust. Another post on that word, but for this moment, I’m relating it to that familiar sense of trust many of us have gained in following intution for so long. Except, my sense was shattered. The feeling was familiar, but was it another siren’s call? Friggin’ discernment. Argh. How to tell? Would I allow myself to easily veer from the path I’d set out…not egoically, but heartfeltly? And, were the two really mutually exclusive? So tired of this game, I wrestled with it for a good month before taking the leap. Not of faith, mind you. The leap from one timeline to another. Not all have such sizeable gaps, but this felt like it.
It was the pull. It was me calling to me. Everytime I felt into the move, it felt healthy, expansive (even though the place is half the size of my last house), and get this…it is attached to the place I was 20 years ago, before going to make a home and family with my former beloved/my son’s father. This is a total DO OVER! I’m picking up where I veered off. Crazy. And I’m so excited.
We are doing it, my friends. We are pulling this circus back around. I’m looking forward to getting settled and onward in increasing cohesion. Thinking I’ll hold an ‘open house’ on Skype or Zoom or something, and have you all drop in, if you’d like.
Meanwhile, check out some breathing exercises on youtube. It’s been coming up a lot lately…we need to breathe! And in the breath is life and buoyancy.
My heart’s thanks to you all for joining me on this wild ride!!! Mega loves :-)
If you’re experiencing do overs, do tell!
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