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The old and the new

The last box was sealed today and the movers are coming on the 30th. What a strange collection of things I am taking back with me to the states. All in all only 20 boxes and I think I past my test to keep living on a tiny scale.

What is returning with me is a collection of old and new. A collection of projects and pieces that will one day find their place in my final, my forever home. Such as this old door that was up in the attic of the house in Germany. I hope to refinish it and use it somewhere at a later time. You should see the key for it. I’m sure the movers will think of what a strange collection it is that I paid good money to have shipped. I see the potential in things and it’s often pieces that others consider junk that become my treasures. I like it that way and therefore we all get what we want.

It felt strange to seal the last box. Almost like a bit of closure, sealing the last artifacts that made the list. Much is still staying behind but even those things are vanishing and leaving this house. I never expected it to become this empty and I thought much would stay for the new owners, but it’s a good sign that these pieces found a new use and a new life. I can’t wait to redo this door and to mingle the old with the new to create a cozy space. A new chapter is about to start when I get back and I will search for land where I can build my tiny abode.

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We are the co-creators of our life and the time is now. More than ever are we needed to support Mother Earth and each other. Together we discover and explore our unique gifts in times of strengths, in times we lean on each other, and in times when we learn from each other. This blog started as an outlet and what I ultimately called my “Warriors Journey.” It was a way to document the ups and downs of my life, sharing my hardships as well as my successes. It showcased the struggles, but more important the ways of how to overcome them. Although we are warriors each and every day, I realized that having to be a warrior, comes from a place of pain. I decided to rename this blog, and “Phoenix Rising” now stands for the story of overcoming such a painful place. My motivation for this blog hasn’t changed and I hope to share inspiration and hope, to create a sense of belonging, a space of being heard, and connecting with like minded beings who instill a sense of oneness. We are never alone, and we are unstoppable in the pursuit of what sets our soul on fire. Who I am in a nutshell... 
I am an energy healer and Reiki Master. I am surviving a chronic disease that I’ve sent into remission three times since my initial bout, 15 years ago. I continuously challenge the status quo and by doing so I change my stars. I am a believer that anything is possible. I am a hopeless romantic and I believe that true love exists on various levels. I am an optimist that will always see the glass as half full. I am a dreamer, believing in endless possibilities. Not even the sky is the limit. I have jumped off of the hamster wheel, and I am writing a new chapter. I am chasing my Nirvana to support my most authentic self. This is my story, I am that Phoenix and I am rising from the ashes. Namaste 🙏🏼💙🦋

3 thoughts on “The old and the new

  1. Ooh, I love the door. And that locking mechanism and handle is very ‘different’, they don’t make them like that anymore. And something that stood out for some reason…the faint paint just around the lock and handle for about twelve inches (and across to the center at chest height where you push the door), is where your family’s hands would have constantly touched…so the oil on their hands have actually protected the color (it seems to be a grey or pale blue. Mind you that may be only an undercoat because it is so old), and still shows there but not the rest of the door. And it is even low down under the lock too…I think that may have been your hands down low as a child 😀 You are most certainly taking a part of your family with you dear lady 😂 🤣 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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