Two weeks ago, we learned that the person who owns the house we rent will be selling it early next year when our lease is up. That means we will be moving. We are quite pleased with this news since we have been having the “stay or go” conversation for the last few weeks. The decision was made for us and we are ready to respond.
We have lived here for two years and nearly three months. When we arrived we were like the walking wounded. We had been through one of the most difficult times of our lives and were blessed that this house was available to catch us when we needed a place fall. It served as a warm cocoon in which we could heal and allowed us to emerge whole and able to move forward. It has been our home. During our time here we have made huge changes and life-changing decisions. We’ve grown through many challenges including my recent illness. We have learned more about ourselves than we could ever have imagined. This time has been the perfect respite from the drama and trauma that preceded our move here, and the perfect opportunity to prepare for what is next.
Moving presents tremendous opportunity for cleansing. I’ve already begun to evaluate our “stuff” and can see how much we brought with us that we no longer want or need. So much of what lives in our garage and storage unit is connected to an old narrative that is no longer part of our reality. Closets are filled with things that haven’t been moved or touched since the day they were placed. We are ready to downsize, this time for real. My husband says we are ready to “right-size” and I think that is much more apt since we know that so much of what we’ve been holding onto is no longer right for us.
We have found the place that will be our next home and are envisioning how life will be for us. Our next move will be easier, less stressful, welcome and refreshing. We will arrive at our new home less encumbered, free from the weight of the past and wide open to the promise of the future.
As I was walking with Sophie this morning I thought about how much I love the mature trees that line the streets where we live. We won’t have these big trees when we move since it is a newly built complex with little baby trees yet to begin their voyage to adulthood. Just then I heard a wonderful melody coming from one of the branches. A bird was serenading me with its delightful song. I stopped and listened to the sweet sound and enthusiastically thanked the bird for sharing itself with me. What came to me then was that birds will sing to us wherever we live. Trees grow too and I love the idea of being close to fledgling trees as they take solid root and grow taller and stronger each year. The beautiful birdsong spoke to me of joy, delight, and freedom. I love that we have the freedom to move on, to begin anew without looking back.
We are blessed to have the luxury of time to sift through our stuff, remove the excess and embrace the change gracefully. We know we have earned it. We are very grateful for the home that caught us as we fell and embraced us these last two-plus years. More to come.
STRETCH: Think about your home and how it makes you feel. Take some time to appreciate the roof over your head, the safe place that shelters you from the storms.