Making a House a Home

“Neighbors keep you up again?” said my co-worker, noticing the dark circles under my eyes.

“Yes! Ugh! They are driving me crazy with their noise,” I replied. “I’m still thinking about moving.”

“It seems a shame for you to have to move when you haven’t even been there a year,” she said. “It’s such a cute place, so convenient and affordable. And you have that great little yard for your bunny.”

Yes, my house had a lot going for it, except for the neighbors that I’d been at war with for months. Tired of sleepless nights, and sick of waiting for my landlord to make some promised upgrades, I began looking for a new home. For months I checked the ads online, but didn’t see anything suitable in my price range. Once a possible lead came up and I went to see it, but it wasn’t nearly as nice as what I already had. I told this to my co-worker the next day.

“Well, if you like your current place so much, why don’t you just change the energy around it? You know, do some feng shui stuff, put a cactus by your neighbors.”

I knew she was right, that the energy had to change, but I failed to see how putting a cactus in the yard would change anything significantly.

Then I caught a virus and had to stay home for a couple weeks recovering. I spent a lot of time lying on the couch, looking out the window at my sweet little yard. I enjoyed the beauty of it, how the sun played across it throughout the day, and the contrast of the orange tree against the purple morning glories growing on the back fence. I also spent a lot of time staring at my four walls, and began to get ideas on how I might improve the space. “You know,” I thought to myself, “I could put a shelf there above the kitchen sink for my cookbooks. And if I consolidated these files, I could get rid of this cabinet and use that nicer one instead.” Ideas began to percolate around my head.

As soon as I felt better, I began to change the energy in and around the house. I opened all the doors, drawers, and windows and let the breeze sweep through. I lit some sage and wafted it around every room. Then I walked around the outer perimeter of the property, saying aloud, “This is my space. I claim this as my home. I am safe here. I enjoy peace and quiet and prosperity now.” I waved my hands around an invisible fence, setting my boundary between my neighbor’s house and mine.

I put up mirrors on the front door, the back gate, and one in my bedroom window, all facing outward toward my neighbors. Then I put up an actual fence, just some bamboo reed, but it created another physical boundary.

Then I had a sudden urge to start rearranging my furniture, realizing that certain pieces would work better in a different place. As I pulled the furniture out I gave everything a good spring clean, vacuuming and dusting and washing blankets and linens. I put up shelves and a rack to hang my pots and pans in the kitchen. I reorganized my closets and drawers. I bagged up old clothes and books to give away to charity. I repotted plants and brought some new herbs into the yard. I made small repairs that I’d been meaning to get to for months, and threw out junk that had been accumulating on the side of the house.

And then miraculous things began to happen.

My landlord suddenly appeared and made all the repairs and upgrades that I had been nagging him about. I discovered that another neighbor whom I’d never met was also a rabbit lover, and was delighted to find a bag of carrots by my door one day. And to my utter astonishment, the neighbors who had given me such grief suddenly moved out. My attempts to shift the energy had worked better than I ever imagined.

This new energy extended into other parts of my life. After months of uncertainty about which new career path to take, I suddenly felt clear about the direction to go. New friends appeared. Income flowed in easily. I even had a party, something I hadn’t felt like doing since I moved into this space.

Feng shui mirrors and a cactus in the yard are just outer tools that represent a shift in mental energy. If I hadn’t put my positive thought behind my actions, all the sage in the world wouldn’t have shifted the energy. I know it was literally changing my thoughts that helped my outer world come into alignment with what I wanted. And as my co-worker commented as we toasted glasses at my party, “And all you had to do was put a little love into it!”

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See a Penny, Pick it Up

See a penny,

pick it up,

and all the day

you’ll have good luck!

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I’ve been aware of this little saying for as long as I can remember, at least back to when you could still buy something for a penny (gumballs were a favorite, or your fortune dispensed from an animatronic gypsy in a glass case at the Boardwalk). These days pennies actually cost more to make than their inherent worth. But I still pick them up.

Sometimes I see a penny that’s been really banged up, like some kids probably put it on the railroad tracks, or it got washed with a load of zippers. Some even have a green patina, like they’ve been lurking at the bottom of a junk drawer, mingling with other chemicals. But I pick up the ugly ones, too.

Pennies on the street have become a symbol of abundance to me. Even though on their own they aren’t worth much, they add up. And more importantly, they are representative of the abundant nature of the Universe. God doesn’t care if you find one penny or a hundred dollar bill. Money is energy. And even one cent is a little slice of that energy.

Sometimes I collect so many pennies that my wallet bulges and feels heavy. It doesn’t matter to me that it’s filled with pennies that couldn’t even buy an ice cream; I look at it and say, “Wow, my wallet is overflowing with money!” It’s this gratitude that acts as a magnet and draws more abundance into my life. Maybe later that day I’ll find a nickle. The fact that I believe that the penny is prosperity is what helps me fill my wallet with more than enough.

I actually use my pennies often. I like to keep the energy circulating. I’ve always been an exact change kind of gal, so when the cashier says, “Your total is $12.31,” I reach into my wallet and find one of those pennies. As I hand it over I think, “I’m so glad I found that penny. It was exactly what I needed to buy parsley for the bunnies. Thank you, Universe!” Never do I ask, “why only a penny?”

Your job is not to say how or when abundance comes to you, but simply to say yes to it. When it occurs, become the observer and give thanks for everything. Every time you see a coin on the street, pick it up and recognize it as abundance flowing your way. Receive the energy. Say thank you and be grateful.

 

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