i’m writing you from a completely relaxing, solo-mama weekend. the inside of my brain sounds like kevin mccallister: “i made my family disappear.”
i miss them but i’m also relishing the alone time. i’ve labeled this weekend my anne morrow lindbergh weekend because i really appreciated anne’s views on the importance of alone time for a female in gift from the sea.
so far i’ve taken a 5 hr nap, ate pie for dinner, watched some bad tv, and held a dancing + cleaning session. i’m very thankful for this opportunity to exist for a few days as a solitary entity.
so, i wanted to take a minute to wish everyone a wondrous, serene, and little bit magical weekend. here are a few pics of recently enjoyed moments:
^^^ a funky mirror makes my vintage booties even funkier ^^^
^^^ the most delicious baked goods and the loveliest staff ^^^
^^^ she knows she’s got a pretty good life ^^^
^^^ three kiddos having a hard, hot day. we were told the reason for crankiness was “our brains are too hot.” i think i was feeling the same way. ^^^
the air felt smooth and warm. the smell of frankincense was heavy in the air. the house rang with the clear notes of the bell. i walked in a line with 4 women and 3 children exploring each corner in the house. my intention was clear in my mind. i asked, as we moved from room to room, that every good memory be sealed up in the hearts of all that had been there. i asked that any bad energy flow from the house and dissipate. i asked for peace and serenity within those walls for all that would come after.
this was my first experience with cleansing a house. please don’t confuse this with cleaning a house and get grossed out by that last sentence. this was a cleansing. it was entirely different.
the energy cleansing of our dear friends’ house was an amazing experience. i kept looking at our little ones, as they had their energy cleansed, and sent up little prayers to please let them remember this experience always. they were so tuned in and curious during parts of the ceremony and i hope it will make a lasting memory for each of them. so many memories are within those walls. many of them already forgotten by the kiddos.
i felt so fortunate and honored to be a part of such an occasion.
it is weird to have such an emotional connection to a house that was not even your own.
but then again, if you’re doing it right your home will feel like home to everyone who enters and these people definitely do it right.
i watched kiddos grow from babies to toddlers to kindergarteners in that house. there’s a magic there for me that cannot be described. and now our friends have moved on, really, officially. while they still owned the house it was easy to pretend that someday they would be back but it is permanent now. they have moved on and i am still here, stagnant.
when the ceremony began the house felt different. the consistency of the air felt patchy, fluctuating from cold to hot. meg summed it up post-cleansing: “my house felt chunky.” it was crazy to feel the transformation that took place with the energy inside the house. you may not believe, and that’s alright. you don’t have to.
i’m so thankful for the experience, the friendship, the memories, the ways people and life continue to expand my consciousness of the world around me. it’s sealed up in my heart now in a way that it wasn’t before.
thank you, friends.