Moving house… Repotting… New paths

Some years ago, a prophet type person spoke about us being ‘repotted’ when we relocated.   I have a camellia in a pot that needs to be repotted and I feel sorry for he poor thing as I have left it too long.  The roots are hugging the pot so tight it is going to really hurt when they are separated.   Will it be like that for me?

I took this photo below over a year ago when I was walking in the lanes near to Beauty From Ashes, a Christian Retreat run by a delightful lady called Jennifer Rees Larcombe.  I hadn’t walked this way before, it was unfamiliar – a new path.  I had a sense of adventure looking at flowers,  hedges, trees, hearing birdsong and, on this day, feeling the sun warming me up.

an unfamiliar path to walk

I haven’t yet translated that sense of adventure to getting to our new home.  It has been hassles for me – organisation, planning what to do and when,  waiting on other people …  I admit I am not at my best in the time before a large enterprise.  I am fine when the thing is upon me and I can roll my sleeves up and do the stuff!

The to-ing and fro-ing of solicitors letters and searches and documents to be signed and witnessed has frozen my brain today.  I have a list of thing I need to do but am taking time out from what seems like ‘moving the deckchairs on the Titanic’ – I do stuff but nothing much seems to make any difference!

Sitting on my bed, writing this, the sun streaming through the window, I get that sense of excitement despite ‘all this to do’ going on in my brain.  New memories to make, a house to be creatively designed and mounded into OUR home,  more people to welcome, new paths to walk – this time close to the sea.

There may be some shifting of my roots as we relocate and the furniture and bits and pieces that make up our lives are removed and transported.   At least I don’t have to worry about how everything will fit into the new place which is quite spatio us.

As our son cheekily said,

“Well you know, Mum, you don’t need to worry: you aren’t downsizing so         you can take all your crap with  you!”

I trust he means chattels and furnishings rather than my anxieties and holdings on to things…  Thanks dear Son for lightening the mood 😉

 

 

 

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