We’ve just moved house. Well, it has been almost a month now, but we still have unpacked boxes stacked up in the corners of a few rooms. Some of them were packed two houses (three years) ago and never unpacked! We just shift them from house to house. I thought I might open one of them soon and see which surprises lay inside.
This time, when we moved, we were not in hurry. We moved quickly, it was three days between finding out we were accepted for this rental home and moving in, but we’ve had a month to finish up at our other house, which is a luxury. After 20 years of renting, we are pretty good at picking up and moving on, although we now have a LOT more stuff than we used to, and we had LOTS of help from friends and family on the moving weekend (thank you again!).
I wanted to shift the energy of this move. This time, I wanted to have a moment with our new home and make it truly ours, not just another rental that we’ll be living in for a while, but a place where the heart of our family has moved in before our ‘stuff’ does. I also needed to do this so I could let go of our previous home, which I loved living in. Just after we collected the keys from the agent, and before the truck came along with our belongings, my daughters and I stepped in to our empty house and gave it a blessing of the likes it has probably never had before.
We crept in together, quietly unpacked the items we brought with us for the blessing – they were wrapped specially in a pretty scarf – then left them where they were and proceeded to make a LOT of noise!
We clapped loudly in every room, corner and cupboard of the house. We yelled and sang and shrieked and danced and did all we could to shake that stale energy out of the corners and the dark, forgotten bits of the house. We whirled around together and opened every door and window and let it all out of the house so that we could fill this space with our own energy.
There was a shift already – it felt great! It felt like the house had woken up a bit, stretched and was looking at us with interested eyes, one eyebrow lifted (‘Hello, what’s going on here?’). We came back to our package of goodies and lit the smudge stick. Again, and quieter this time, we travelled through each room, in all corners and inside every cupboard waving that smoke through the house with feathers, cleansing the space and releasing anything that might be stuck there.
After the smoke, we then picked up our spray bottles of space clearing essence made especially for us by our dear friend Melissa, turned on some music and misted the air with sweet smells, calling out our good wishes for our time in this home as we worked through the rooms. Well, I did the blessings, mostly the girls just sprayed each other, but their giggles was blessing enough. The oils and essences in the spray I am sure helped to neutralise the chemicals that were used to clean this place (I came to inspect the house while it was being professionally cleaned – is it really necessary to clean windows with bleach?) and the residue of those harsh substances was softened and healed.
Then, before I began the business of the mandatory entry report, we sat outside and enjoyed our new view – even the river was having a cleanse! After all the rain we’ve had this river was roaring past, singing to us as it went, taking bemused ducks for a ride on the current. I lit incense and planted the sticks by every entry point to the house, defining our boundaries, protecting our space and sending our love to our neighbours.
In the morning before we arrived, we wrote down our dreams/wishes/goals for the time we are in this house, and at this point I planted them in the earth by our front door. The moving truck arrived shortly after and we were ready for it. We have given the house some love and it has given us its blessing in return. We are going to like it here.