With a hint of fall in the air, despite the interminable heat in Georgia, I know when I’m in transition, and I’m not talking the small moving from here to there sort of thing, but the kind when I stop BUYING furniture, and instead find myself moving it around in my house, at my business. Something bigger is afoot and for me, it’s been in the making for several years. And might I add, painstakingly arduous and, time will show, transformative years.
All quite good in the grand scheme, (of course), though while in the midst of such mayhem, it’s hard to see and at times, certainly harder to believe. But I am a woman of great faith, and not the traditional kind as I’m not much of a follower. Things have to make sense to me and frankly, most of what I see in the world DOES NOT.
So, in my own way, I light candles….in the dark.
It takes 9 months to grow a human being, it takes decades to wake one up. It is certainly a process, being on this particular planet. The lifetime journey(s), (‘life’ to ‘life’) I know less about but I imagine the ‘ahas’ are of grandiose size when looking at the ‘big’ picture of that journey.
So where do I find myself today? I spent a good part of yesterday transforming a room I have upstairs in my home….it wasn’t being used often, the office or the workout room….so I changed them, and again, I want to go there. I threw out many old things, (a year or two old, if I have clutter much older than that, shoot me….I’m doomed)! and made it smell good, added new painting and plants, rearranged, made it more a place to sit, read, watch tv, workout should I choose to at home. I like it! So I moved onto the rest of upstairs, as homes NEED our focused energy from time to time and CERTAINLY the clutter moved out….and I have some more work to do today.
I need room for what is coming.
I feel as though I am preparing for the birth of a child. ‘When will she be here’? Yes, long in the coming, but I know she’s due for arrival soon. And oooooh, will she be a welcomed presence in my world!
So I cleaned out my freezer too, and plan to tackle the cupboards where sauce pots and baking pans are kept, as I can barely open a cupboard without something falling out. (No, not as much entertaining going on at my home as I prefer, but that is changing as well. New people will be showing up in my life. It’s time).
Intention is powerful and though I keep my dreaming open to a visit or determined residence, from something better than I might imagine, open it is. And not uplike memory lane, I’m allowing past images to either bolster me forward, or to BACK DOWN, out they go with the other garbage I am tossing so triumphantly in the trash can.
Good God! My will astounds me.
Joi de Vivre!