I woke up a bit before 2 a.m. with a need to relieve myself. I don’t believe I ever fell back to sleep. But I wasn’t anxiously tossing and turning. My mind was racing with thoughts about the day and days to come. They were pleasant thoughts, to be sure. And they took the form of a blog post. A blog post that after the long day we just had I don’t have the energy to write. But I realized that this new blog will take on it’s own life. This new life deserves it’s own space.
Many years ago… quick math tells me it was 14 years ago… I spent a sleepless night in a hotel room before day one of college. That night I blamed three snoring adults in my room for my sleeplessness, but I remember that night my mind was racing with possibilities much like last night. There is a certain calmness, however, or trust, to the racing this time. There was much more anxiety at age 17 as I sat in an empty bathtub trying to quiet my mind enough to read. So the night was familiar, and yet new.
A few words about today:
Perception of the neighborhood on first sight- Cute, more trees than I expected, very livable.
Most delightful surprise- A pear tree heavy with maturing fruit in the backyard and peach trees, several of them, on the next door neighbor’s property that hang over onto our property.
The only eh thing- My mind didn’t grasp how much smaller this new home would be. It is MUCH smaller. And that is going to take some getting used to.
We opted for hiring some professional movers to help us tomorrow. Some other folks from my school may help as well, but we wanted sure and effective help. So that we’ve got for a few hours at least. Not sure how we’ll fit all our stuff into this house with minimal storage. We shall see…
Thank you all for following me here. It seems it will be awhile before we have the internet set up at home. Unless I can grab someone else’s signal it may be awhile before I post again, but hopefully when I do it will be more substantial.
One last thought- when I first started working with my reiki practitioner near to my previous home one of the first homework assignments she gave me was to treat myself with yellow because yellow was my least favorite color (at the time) on the color spectrum and because yellow, apparently, is the color of trust. She also told me to increase my creative activities. So I opted for knitting a yellow baby sweater. I was explaining this to a beloved couple in our congregation just before our last meal with them and a few minutes later we were talking about our new house. They asked what color that house is and I said immediately “Yellow!” And we all laughed uproariously.
I think I’ve grown in trust. Alleluia.