I have been wondering how to write this post. I mean, the last thing everyone knew was hey I am in Portland, then hey I am back in Washington state. So I thought I would write about.
Portland was a lesson. Portland was a lesson that not only for myself but also my dear nephew whom I was sharing a house with to go through. Portland, was wonderful. I really liked Portland, even though the highways, caused me major anxiety, but I loved that I was so close to everything. But Portland, was also bringing about a lot of door closures. The weather was delaying my husband from moving our household goods, my husband's work was having nothing but problems trying to hire people to take his place, even though my husband was slated to transfer to Portland. At one point my husband was one of two people doing his job, the universe did not want my husband there. The universe wanted me in Portland, but not my husband. We was separated. It was so difficult. Here we was homeless for so long and finally had a place to go, and everything was keeping us apart. But for me, I had to be in Portland at the time. I do not regret my time in Portland, it happened for a reason. Lessons was learned. But I was sadden when I had to return back to Washington last month. It broke my heart, but also I was happy because I was near my husband and my rock.
Last month, I thought to myself here we go again, I am staying with my soul sister. Which since last June, we had been staying there due to our homelessness. I ask the universe within myself, there needs to be a change. As I was now feeling like a burden on my soul sister. Let me note, I am far from a burden, but I am respectful of my sister, therefore asking her to not only to take me in, but now my son whom flew out to live in January. It weighs heavy on your heart, you do the things you can to help out etc, but it is her house and her things and you start to feel in the way after awhile, because this was only suppose to be a temporary thing not a permanent gig. As you can tell, this has been a huge struggle for me. So yes, when I asked the universe within, I just proclaimed a surrender.
I started to look for housing. I started the process all over again, prepared myself a little better this time. I don't carry credit cards, and don't have a credit score above 600 therefore I knew the process was going to be hard. But I took deep breathes and formulated a plan- I allowed the road to be open.
See Portland taught me what I really wanted, so allowing myself to be open to what I really wanted instead of settling, I allowed the laws of success to come my way. The manifestations of not only what my husband wanted, but what my son needs and I need in life. My family will be taking over as caretakers for a dog sanctuary. I am beyond the moon about this. The best part of this experience, is not only will I be helping out animals but humans as well, since we will be having volunteers out there from different various programs. So as the door closed in Portland, the road opened for us in Washington.
Hands of Hope Sanctuary will be our new home. I will continue to do my practices out there once we relocated. I can not wait to share with everyone the happiness and peace. Never be afraid if a door closes, because the road is just opening up.
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