So, after crying about it to my husband on the way home from a successful day of looking at potential new homes, I meditated. Well, first I cleared off all the energy that wasn’t mine. The underlying fear was something I must have picked up from someone in my family. What was interesting is that my husband said I was using words and expressing fears that were exactly like her. Wow! I had no idea that I’d been running around with that energy on me all day!
Anyway, after I cleared my energy, I meditated. What came to me was this: “My beautiful house is just like a womb. We were not meant to stay here forever. It sheltered my baby and I for a while, but now it’s time for us to go out into the world and be with people.”
Considering that we’re moving from a quiet little neighborhood in Central California to Los Angeles, that makes sense! It brought me peace.
I’ll miss our beautiful house, our neighborhood, and all of our friends. I’m sure my baby will too. But this home as served it’s purpose and I’m grateful. And as long as my family is together, we are home.
What about you? Have you ever moved from your baby’s first home? Did you do anything to make the transition easier for your baby?
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