Ένα σπίτι μπορεί να μην είναι ένα σπίτι, αλλά ένα σπίτι μπορεί να είναι ένα σπίτι

A House May Not Be A Home, But A Home May Be A House

For me a house is a dwelling you happen to reside in, but a home is where the best memories are made. I have been trying so hard to make this apartment a home. However, that is nearly impossible when dealing with a narcissist who acts as if this space is an extention of their house, as well as dealing with the people who enable this behaviour. So instead of making fond memories we are drowning in negativity. Arguments. Seizures. Illness. Depression.

So last weekend I kidnapped another spiritual friend of mine and went down to the local occult shop and grabbed some tools to help the situation.

When I got home I immediately inscribed protective symbols over the windows and doors. Several people told me to use something that had meaning to me. The only thing I could come up with was a doodle I have been writing in the corners of my notebooks for years…The Heart and Stars:The Peace Lover’s Flag.

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For the record, the door colour choice was NOT mine.

It has taken me a week to shake off my lethargy to actually cleanse the house. So today I girded up my loins and began the process.

I began by throwing open all of the windows, then swept out all of the rooms, then vacuumed the stairs (I don’t think they have been cleaned in years). The entire time I kept singing a little ditty to keep my mind focused on the intention of cleansing out the negativity. Because I am me, it naturally ended up being to the tune of the chorus to the Battle Hymn of the Republic.

I am cleansing my house /Oh I am cleansing my house/Cleansing my house of negativity!

Good thing I was home alone, I’m sure it was annoying as hell… the vacuum cleaner made a bid for my silence when it fell on my head while doing the stairs. But I kept with it. After I was done sweeping and vacuuming I stood in my living room and proclaimed that this house was ours now, and the previous tenant had no more presence here. I also proclaimed that this place is banished of negativity and only positive energies were allowed. I then lit brown mini tapers in the rooms. As I lit them I said “Our house has been cleared of negativity. With this candle I bless my home, allowing only happiness, laughter, and love.”

I feel as if I can breathe a little bit easier. Hopefully now we can start making good memories in our home.

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