Four years ago Kat and I sold our farm and moved to a temporary place … just for a few months … ehem … well to be correct, four years has now passed. I didn’t really notice the time passing by. Life goes on, you know? I have my family, friends, my work and a nice selection of cable.
Did you ever have the feeling of being stuck somewhere? I mean for real? Somehow I had been stuck for several years without knowing or noticing. Was that because it wasn’t important to me to get on to a better place or was it the laziness of contentment or the pleasant nonsense of “life as it is” that made me forget? Or was it the house we lived in that had taken power over me? Well I have no clue.
I asked my wife and she answered: “It doesn’t matter hun” … hah! I was soon to find out how right she was, and here it is:
As most of you don’t know, I am a huge ski/biathlon fan. Its true! I love that sport … watching it on TV that is.
So there I was a couple of months ago, sitting on my a** all weekend watching sports. Winter in Norway can be tough you know, not much to do other than shovel snow and watch ski-sport. My wife doesn’t agree entirely, but that’s another story.
So there I am in my preferred chair, watching my preferred sport and my eyes catch something new in our living room: A cardboard box half filled with my books!
I got out of my chair and found my wife on the second floor with another box – and I have to admit I got a little worried at this point, so I had to ask her: “What’s going on love?” … And she answered: “We’re moving so I’m packing…”
We’re moving? Where? I asked … “well” she said, “that’s your job to find out” … “I’m packing, because we are moving, and I trust that you will find us a huge house with a big new kitchen and a stunning view and an old oak tree, in a City near your work. You see this place is nice, but it’s too far away from everything and it worries me that you have to drive 2 hour through snow every day to get to work, so you see hun, we have no choice, I’m packing and we are moving” … then she kissed me and left me standing baffled on the staircase …
Haha … Now you have to say that THAT was a Powerful Intention … I had no clue what to do and all that Kat said when I was whining was: “It doesn’t matter hun, we are moving so I’m packing” …
So there I was … fumbling in the dark on the internet to try to find us a new home .. a big one with a large new kitchen and an oak tree and in the city where I work … Now that’s a lot to find even if you are looking. I had all the arguments for not moving but the wife was packing and she didn’t stop!
And here we are today – 6 weeks later in our new house – a big old villa with two chimneys, a nice fireplace, there is an old oak tree 2 feet from the house wall and a big new kitchen and lots of space, with a view to open fields and 4 minutes from my work in Moss city where you’ll find tons of coffee’s and restaurants, mall’s, a train station, a harbor with a promenade and an airport. Oh yes, I forgot to say: Two minutes to the nearest sand beach on the Atlantic ocean … How did that happen?
Well here is my wife’s Magic in a nutshell: Just start packing! You have to follow your intentions through. Some would call it believing, I’ll call it brilliant! The Magic Happens if you let it and act accordingly.
What did I do, you ask? Not much, I stepped out of my comfort zone a tiny little bit, which was $200 more looking for a house than I normally would have done, and there it was … Many people wanted this house, but wanting was not enough when somebody else was already packing …