Supplemental: Home Sweet Home - A Journey, pt. 1

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This is a ‘Special Edition’ of WTML. I wanted to take some time to talk about one of the things I haven’t been able to talk about. I wanted to do it now because the time seems right. The Princesses have gone home. I have some time on my hands…and the thoughts are ripe for the picking.

I do not know when this writing will post, for I do not know when the issue will find conclusion. Only then can I share the post. And I will share it, no matter how things go. Whether they end the way I would like or go in a whole different direction, the simple fact of the matter is…this has been my journey there.

I do not know how – or where in time – to begin and, of course, we have no ending in sight. So, this could be an interesting [or, at the very least, confusing] tale.

Currently, I am sitting at the kitchen table at Brother John’s. I have been house/dog sitting for him this week. I have a fresh pot of coffee brewing. A few candles are flickering to their end here and there around the house. The windows are open just slightly so I can enjoy the ‘after rain’ air. Spotify is on the TV, cycling through a playlist specifically for writing.

It is the perfect moment. So quiet and still. [We all know how much I covet stillness.]

But, as always, there is just slightly more to the moment than meets the eye.

So, one of the things I have been focusing on [in the depths of my cavernous mind] is a home. I not only want one, I need one. This was one of the grand revelations from The Nest and The Shutdown. I even started looking at my finances to see just what I thought they might bear.

Of course, The Shutdown set me back a bit. Plus, these two weeks [non-consecutive] of time with The Princesses [house-sitting and adventuring] as well as our Re-Birthday Beach Getaway have sucked up most of my ‘excess’ income. So, I still don’t really know where I stand. I have a range within which I believe I can work.

I know from both my time in The Nest and my brief house-sitting stints that a home makes a vast difference in my functioning and productivity. It shifts so many things across the board. For instance, right off the bat my coffee expense drops about $70-$90 per week. It also allows me to be productive during non-work hours. Whereas now I just chill out in The Rocket – trying to figure out what I can do with my time.

During the time at The Nest, myself and The Princesses worked many different magicks towards the Goal of manifesting a home for us. Most especially, I stressed the importance of just visualizing and imagining. I told them to use the experience of The Nest as a fertile ground in which we could plant the seeds of our future.

We found our rhythm while in The Nest. We found our rhythm and our routine. We learned how we functioned as a family unit because for the first time ever we had the freedom to do so. We have all built on that experience a lot and have transferred what we could of it to our house-sitting adventures.

We have been at Brother John’s so many times over the past couple of years and we have developed quite a routine here as well. So, it has been easy to transpose The Nest [an apartment] experience to a house environment.

I have commented many times recently that there are shifts in the air. I know something is coming. There have been whispers since early in the year. I have been unable [or not allowed] to discern any specifics. I am flying blind. The only gauges or guides that I have are the Totems, Messages and Omens that I can attune with along the way.

The ‘Change’ has been foretold. “You won’t even see it coming,” the whisper I heard. But, I could not ‘see’ what was ahead of me. I had no vibe. I was given a set of markers. I believe it was something along the lines of, “3 Days, 3 Weeks and August 26th.” [Which I believe, at the time, would have been approximately 3 months. So, since my long term vision was blurred, I decided, instead, to focus my sights on each of the markers in turn.

I cannot say what the first two markers may have brought. I would have to go back and look at blog posts and journals to see if anything stands out. We are only about a month away from the final marker and I feel as though The ‘Change’ is more imminent than ever. I still cannot imagine what it is, how it happens, what areas of my life it will affect. But, I can feel it so intensely at this point. It is so intense that it feels as though it has already happened and I am just catching up to it.

There have been a string of messages and Totems. Such as the recent excess in deer. Now that is not a huge shock in this area but each one has been so random. Such as the one I hit on a back road. I wasn’t going fast at all and no damage was done to The Rocket but there it was and BAM.

Deer is Gentle Luring to New Adventures.

So here is why this is all so important and how it relates to a home.

As I have said, I have been house-sitting for Brother John for a couple of years now. The first time I did it [two years ago], I fell completely in love with the house and the property. So much, in fact, that when they returned from their vacation, I told Brother John that if he ever thought about selling the house to let me know because I would figure it out. Needless to say, he looked at me sorta sideways – as if I had three heads. My finances at the time were 100X worse than they are now and they aren’t all that great now.

That was the last we ever spoke of it.

Flash Forward in time…

Brother John is selling his house. When he told me it was in passing and due to work he had hired me to do around the property. It had nothing to do with my statement two years prior. But as soon as he told me I felt a whisp of hope. No realistic path to follow but I hoped, I wished, I prayed.

The Princesses and I have been utilizing visualization when we are here. Imagining and talking about how life would be. We truly see it as ideal. It is the perfect home for us. It has Just Enough of what we need with room Just Enough to grow. Let me tell you about it.

It’s a Cape Cod, so it is cozy and quaint. The upstairs consists of two bedrooms and a small closet at the top of the landing. The rooms are a nice size. Those would be the girls’ rooms and they have used them the last two times we have been here.

The stairs come down at the front door and lead into the living room. It’s smaller, but very cozy and comfortable. The kitchen is slightly larger, with space for a table and chairs. Off the kitchen, coming out of the living room there is a small hallway. It leads to the basement, a linen closet, the bathroom, another bedroom, and an extra room [currently used as a child’s bedroom.]

The bathroom is nice. The tub is a bit small, but it has one. [And that is what is important.]

So, right there we have Just Enough of what we need. Everyone would have a bedroom. The Princesses have only had their own rooms, or space, during my time at The Nest and these last two house-sitting excursions. I haven’t had bedroom in about 13 years, and, yes, that totally includes time at Olde Geistopia. It would be nice to have a room specifically for rest and sleep.

On top of it, there would be one extra room. We have deemed that this would become my workspace. It is a good room for seeing clients and doing my magickal works. It would also make a good office/studio space. Or, perhaps it could be both.

But, there’s more.

The basement is about three quarters finished. There’s a large rec room with a bar. A small side room off that. All of that is finished. Through the door is the unfinished part [with some finished stuff mixed in.] This is the area that looks like a basement – stone walls, cement floors. There is some storage space, the electrical panel and the washer and dryer. There is also a full bath – sink, toilet, shower – and a nice sized cedar closet.

Working your way outside from the kitchen there is a very nice-sized sunroom. In fact, it faces the east [southeast] which is awesome. There is a small deck off to the side and a large one car garage with a carport in the back. There is a driveway and paved area between the house and garage.

It is a nice sized-property. What it lacks in width it makes up for in length.

WALT: Are we still talking about the property?

Stop it.

To the back of the yard there is a small wooded area on the property and then a cornfield. Way off in the distance [but visible at times] is a major highway. There are neighbors, but all are placed so conveniently.

To the right is a small house and a very open property. However, that neighbor doesn’t live there. He just comes from time to time to work on this or that. Next to him is what seems to be an old abandoned mechanic’s garage. Then another garage type building with an upstairs apartment. They are there but not really. It’s just the right amount of distance.

To the left is an older gentleman, who happens to have two homes on his property. One towards the front in which he lives and then one in the back which is currently empty. There is a tree line between the two properties so, again, he is there but not really.

Then there are neighbors across the street. A line of them. Sometimes you see them. Sometimes you don’t.

The street itself is a fairly major roadway. The traffic is constant and consistent. It never really stops. It gets much busier at certain times of the day. It can slow down at night. But it never stops.

So let me tell you what we see in all of this.

Just Enough to grow.

The Rec room would become just that – a place to be together and do things. It’s perfect for movie night and game time. It would be a great place for them [or me] to have friends over and chill. Or, in their case, even have a sleepover. [Especially since there is a full bath down there.] The bar isn’t necessary. I’m sure I would use it for that purpose to some degree, but mostly it would probably become a small kitchenette. There is a sink, so add a small fridge and a microwave or even toaster oven and it’s all set.

The sunroom is great for so many things. It’s a nice place to just chill – have coffee/tea, read, write, whatever. I’ve envisioned it as a great painting room – whether it be Sunshine at her easel or me with my staves and crafty things.

I think the deck goes without saying.

The garage would make the perfect workshop. It is more than large enough to be suitable. It is even mostly insulated. I could work in the garage, all closed off, or I could open the garage door and work in the driveway without much hassle.

The carport, though convenient for cars, actually makes a very nice sitting area.

There is a fire pit and that would probably get overused. We all love to do fires. Personally, I could sit by a fire every night.

We have scoped out the perfect plots for gardening and even for some decorative beds.

It provides us with what we need to do and be more. It would allow me to do my crafting and ministry work and gardening once more. It would provide the girls with a place for expression and freedom.

Just Enough to grow.

The location is fairly ideal for many reasons. First, though it is not centrally located it is conveniently located. Nothing is actually far in any one direction – places to go and things to do. And, as I said, it sits on a major road that has quick and easy access to other major arteries, including highway and interstate. It doesn’t take long to get anywhere.

This is good for me with the Delivery Driving. I noticed last week that several of my shifts ended with me driving right past the house. That makes it easy to come and go – most especially at break times. Also, I have tested the theory and I can actually be at home and turn on my apps and still be able to get work in just about any direction.

For the girls, it offers them options. It’s closer to Cuddlebug’s boyfriend’s house. So, they can always meet up here or she can use this as a stop over between home and The Boy’s. Also, college is quickly approaching and she hasn’t made many solid decisions. But, community college does seem the most probable path. It just so happens there is one 10 minutes up the road.

Sunshine needs the escape – the change in environment. It would be good for her mental, emotional and spiritual health and well-being. But, also, she is anxious to get a job and earn some money. They live in a very rural area so choices are limited to begin with and none of them seem interested in hiring until 16. However, there is a place [only 10 minutes away] that has already told her they would hire at 15 and there will be work available.

So you see, Fellow Travelers, it is a slice of perfection.

But how does one go from living in a car to living in a home, especially when the financial situation is so strained and rocky? One might think it to be a foolish notion, a waste of energy, folly at its best.

I suppose that is where Faith comes in.

This is not just a random whimsical hope. This is an energy, a relationship that has been building for two years. Plus, this year has been fraught with messages and omens.

Change is coming.

The whispers have been there and the Totems have reaffirmed. G-d knows what we need and we always have what we need. I know my life needs a home to be 100%. So, I know that somehow, someway, I am on that course. Why couldn’t it – shouldn’t it – be this one?

Anything is Possible and Nothing is as It Seems.

When the girls and I were here last, the home had not yet been put up for sale. So, I saw nothing wrong with working a bit of magicks. We did use a lot of visualization and imagining. We burned some candles. I even went through with some sage. Before I left, I buried a piece of charged Tiger’s Eye in one of the many flower beds. [That is a story of Synchronicity in and of itself. It took me three visits to the house to finally get it done. Twice I forgot. By the third time, I remembered and had determined a more appropriate place than I had originally planned. Which is why I forgot.]

Not long after that, they put the house up for sale. It did not take long at all for an offer to come in and now the current status is ‘Under Contract.’ I learned this just an hour after I had finally mentioned it to someone else. I had told The Putter about it and how I didn’t know how to make it happen but that I really wanted to try. He suggested a Rent option to Buy agreement.

This wasn’t the first time it had come up. Way way back when the sale first got mentioned – long before it was even near time to list it – I had mentioned the house to Lil Boss and she had suggested the same thing. At the time, I imagined that Brother John would be looking for the sale of the house to help with the financing of the new home. However, they placed an offer on a home before they listed theirs so that may not be a concern. This made The Putter’s suggestion a bit more appealing and intriguing.

Still, it didn’t matter. My instructions have been [all along] to not make a move until after The Beach Getaway. I do not know if something major will shift or happen by that point or not. I do know, however, that it is going to take a lot to get there, get it done and make it good for all of us. So it needs almost all of my focus and I can deal with other matters when we return.

Of course, it also doesn't matter because just an hour after my revelation with The Putter I saw the FB post that the house was under contract. I knew that wasn’t a definite thing but still I felt a little disappointed and even frustrated. I didn’t even get a chance to really toy with the idea. Still, I wasn’t feeling completely let down.

As I processed it all I realized that I already knew this was going to happen. I had seen it in a moment. I don’t know precisely when or how. It could have been Dreamtime, or a meditation, or even just driving down the road. I get visions any old time. I had seen it. I know because I remember thinking, “well then what’s the point? Why put energy and focus on such a thing?”

“Why not,” was the response, “we all need a test of Faith.”

Shortly after I remembered a phrase that I haven’t heard much since I started my path many, many moons ago.

If not This Then Something Better.

Back in the day it was popular among New Agers. Not only could it be used as an affirmation when pursuing something, but it stood strong as a reminder that though we don’t always get what we [think we] want we inevitably end up with precisely what we [don’t know we] need.

So, if not this home…then something better.

Then came a rather curious question. “If we could give you something better, would you still want this house?”

That took some thinking and deliberating. I even discussed it with Cuddlebug. Our thoughts were pretty much in consensus – It would have to be quite something. It would have to wow the pants off of me because, yes, this house is quite perfect.

So…okay. The house goes under contract and I find myself struggling – teetering between doubt and faith.

I press onward. I don’t want to disrupt any energies in play concerning the sale. That’s completely unfair and disrespectful to my brother. Still, I want to continue to nurture and build the energies I have been creating.

As I move through this confusion there are still symbols of change and hope. All of them found within this yard.

My first day here, there were two deer in the yard. I have been here many times and I have never once seen a deer anywhere nearby. I know they are around but I have never seen them. Then I stumbled upon the Groundhog across the way. A random Dragonfly. The chipmunks. One morning there was a Heron flying overhead. My favourite though was this morning.

I was up, dealing with how I was going to go through my day. I was outside chillin and having a smoke. I was pretty much minding my own business. Randomly I look up and catch the tail end of a fox headed into the tree line near the far end of the yard. Fox has been a potent Totem lately, but what really caught my attention was the time.

It was just the early twilight hours of the morning. The sun was shining but not quite up. That strangely mystifying and inspirational time in between night and morning. The sister to the time between evening and night. This is the time of the Fox. [And also what relates it to the faerie kingdoms.]

I have encountered foxes late in the morning and the earlier times of the evening. I have even come across one or two during the midday hours. But never have I actually encountered one during its time of power.

The Universe is speaking to me. It is telling me that there is magick in the air and every cause to hope. It doesn’t matter that nothing makes sense, or that I can’t understand it nor put it together in my head. Something is happening.

The Princesses and I continued to work some magicks. We used the house and its space to the best of our ability – appropriate to how we see it as ours. We did some more candles and incense. And, this time, I had them bury some crystals as I buried a few more myself. Interesting note – these crystals came from an abundance mojo bag I was gifted. It has been hanging on The Rocket’s rear view mirror. The other day, after weeks of swaying back and forth, the friction finally cut through the string and the bag fell. I knew immediately what we needed to do with it. An even more interesting side note – it was Brother John who gifted the bag to me.

As I have stressed over and over again – something is goin’ down. I don’t have a grip on it but I can see it plain as day. Whatever it is, it is precisely the kind of experience that inspired WTML in the first place. It’s all about Faith and being led and seeing signs and omens and hearing whispers. I needed to capture it some way before it comes and goes and the power is lost.

I haven’t really given details in the blog as I have blatantly hinted at it all. First of all, my instructions months ago were to not say too much too soon. Also, I didn’t want to disperse any energies that I have been building. To share them like that and divide them among many minds just dissipates the potential. Plus, there is the added risk of an outsider’s attachment [in thoughts] interfering. So I have kept it to myself.

On top of that, I know that Brother John reads the blog. I didn’t want to do anything to disrupt his own thoughts, needs, energies. I didn’t want him to find himself feeling in an awkward situation or creating a mindset that may block him from selling the house if that is what is needed for him.

Instead, I am capturing it all right here.

I do not know how this will go. I cannot actually fathom how it plays out. Perhaps nothing will come of it and I will find myself starting from scratch in the pursuit of a home. Maybe we will eventually be able to strike a Rent/Buy agreement. Mayhaps something altogether different and unexpected will happen.

All I know right now is that it feels right here. It feels natural. I feel comfortable and at home. I feel more comfortable and at home than I ever did at Olde Geistopia. It feels like it has already happened and it is already mine.

Who knows I might even win the Billion Dollar lottery tonight.

**Before I end…it is now Friday morning. [It really does take a while for me to get my writing done.] I received a message from Brother John around 0800 this morning asking me to take down the under contract sign and replace the for sale sign.**

Wednesday, August 10th

I wanted to take a moment to update since, obviously, there has yet to be resolution. But, here we sit on the eve of my re-birthday. In regards to this topic, this date has become a sort of marker. I don’t know why or what it means. I only know that any thoughts on this matter have been followed by, “Say nothing until after your birthday.”

I see the practical point in this. All of my funds have been going to these adventures with The Princesses. So, even if I could figure something out I would have no resources.

Anyway…

As I said above, I was not quite finished writing when Brother John messaged me. This filled me with a bit of hope once more.

There has been no change in anything on my end. I still have no plan, nor even a clue. Not that it may matter. They have received an offer on their house and closing is currently scheduled for Sept 15.

I would be concerned, even dejected, if it were not for 2 things.

First, only a day or two prior to learning of the closing I had a Dreamtime that brought me the message, “September 13th.”

And also, the message, “Third times a charm.”

There is definitely something in the air. I have been feeling the affects of it all day long. I only hope that does not bite me in the ass. There is not a lot to report. Only that something is still brewing.

For now, we follow the markers.

The first is my Re-birthday and The Beach Getaway this weekend. I am putting life behind me and not thinking much on anything. I just want to let things be and flow and see what happens.

For instance – a random birthday dinner with Big ‘D’ tomorrow night. Not really sure what that’s all about. But, I also don’t find it coincidental.

After that, the next marker is August 26th.

And, now, September 13th.

So, I imagine there will be 2-3 more updates before we are through.