One of the of the side effects of embracing change, in addition to following the nudging of my soul, is that I have embarked on my second international move in twelve months.
Shipping your household goods across the ocean is an endeavor that most do not undertake in a lifetime; I have now done it twice within one year. Some will think that I am indecisive, some will think that I am a spendthrift. But I say that I have had rich experiences by exploring cultures and landscapes that I didn't really know about before.
I loved living in Cheltenham, England. I met kind, wonderful people. I breathed in the stunning architecture. I hiked through magical landscapes, soaking in the wild and wonderful energies of the English countryside. I got to swing on pop-up swings left by some magical group in the forests near my house.
I landed in Arizona, a place of sunshine, which warms my soul. I am beginning to meet kind, wonderful people. The architecture is much younger than what I saw in England, but I am enjoying the contrast. I look forward to the hikes I take here; though the landscape is sparse in comparison to the lush English countryside. I haven't yet found any swings; but I have hopes! Of course, trees are a requirement for random pop-up swings, and they are in short supply here...
Living in a situation in which I allow my soul to guide me to the places I am meant to be means that I cannot predict how long I will live here; for my circumstances will create the impetus for the next move. I am open to whatever inspiration my soul provides; wherever I am nudged to go, I will experience both joy and pain; as I have in each stage of my life.
One of the things I learned through the last three years is that I can never run away from problems - because wherever I go, there I am. What I mean by this is - the greener grass I sought was only a temporary fix. Whatever problems that were bothering me will follow me, manifesting in different ways, no matter where I go.
I must go inside, find what emotion is bothering me, and allow that emotion to flow. I must seek to heal that wound, before I seek new experiences, or I will simply experience a new version of the same experience. If I move because I dislike my neighbors, then within a short amount of time, I will find a reason to dislike my new neighbors. The problem is not the neighbor; it is a wound within myself which they are simply mirroring for me.
The task of going inside to heal the inner wounds is not for the faint of heart; it can be extremely painful. However, the rewards are great. Freedom, the ultimate reward; follows as I open my heart and heal my wounds. The freedom to follow the nudging of my soul. The freedom to love unconditionally. The freedom to reach for my highest timeline, being in service to humanity.