As he was removing my old front door I couldn’t bear to look. This door which was believed to have been 60+ years old had not locked in over 15 years, was not able to be fully shut in 6, had broken glass and on two occasions had been clamped and glued together. It had certainly seen better days. But I, like the majority of others, am a creature of habit… I resist change. I was told I would also be losing the relatively new storm door that I had put on… Think positive Donna, think positive… “I’m positive that I don’t like this!” lol
For the first time in the 22 years of my living here the front of the house was wide open for hours. It was actually quite amazing. It was as if stagnant or old energy left and new healing air filled my humble abode. I could feel it as it was happening! If there were a visual description it would be the departing of ghosts, debris, things no longer useful or healthy. This lasted for almost 4 hours.
The new door was temporarily set into place, plastic was stapled around the wide openings, the workers left for the night. I stood alone looking at the door. It had two holes, one for the doorknob and one for a deadbolt.. Imagine TWO locks! I chuckled.
Yesterday they completed the installation, locks were placed and they handed me the keys. I honestly felt like I had just been handed the keys to a brand new home. Flashbacks to 22+ years ago when we signed the papers and were handed the key, the one old key that was soon lost to the old front door. So much has transpired since then. That was so long ago, what seems to be another lifetime ago. I am now sole owner of this property, this is now my home. The day I bought out my ex husband and bought this house was one of the proudest days of my life.
It has been a long winding road to get to where I am today, and ironically I am not really clear where I am! What I do know is, when that old front door came off my house, new healthy energy entered. This new door, the locks, being handed those shiny new keys…. metaphorically speaking, it is a change of life for me. This is a new beginning.
I ask myself, “What color will I paint my new door?” I will have to ponder that. Now as I am painting in the room where this door is situated, I look over my shoulder at it and smile… “Thank you for being the protector of my space, my possessions,of me… for locking the good energy in, and for the stately manner that you just ‘fit’. Welcome to my world!”