I’ve moved

I’ve heard that moving one's home is stressful, but as I’ve been growing older & “wiser,” I now realize why.

Moving, regardless of what that may look like, causes upheaval. Our comforts are being moved, as are our routines.

Not only that, but it also opens up our emotions in ways that we may not ever have suspected would surface.

For me, I’m going through some growing pains for sure … they’re the good kind, but disruptive none the less. The pains have mostly been emotional, as a result of my good fortune that I’ve found myself in the midst of with my lady, Lindsay.

I now know what they must mean when they say “be careful what you ask for, you might get it”... there’s as much, if not more, emotional turbulence in getting exactly what you want as there is in not getting what you want.

I’ve been totally focused on getting to this place for years, with the mentality of pushing away anything needless that might get in the way … and I’ve finally arrived. Not only have I found myself in a new house with my love, but we’re in the midst of planning a wedding & honeymoon as well.

No, this isn’t a communication boasting about my good fortune. In fact, if you know me at all, you’d know that I’m typically low key when it comes to sharing about the blessings in my life. If I was boasting right now, that might actually be transformative for me. I'm guilty of having what some may call superstition: if I celebrate too much, my good fortune will go away.

Superstition vs. Intuition is another “Core Confusion.” Intuition is the ability to trust what you “see” because of a lack of fear or “noise.” It can include all things, good & bad & it’s vision is from 30,000 feet. Superstition arises from a state of fear & is dressed up as having some kind of insight or intelligence. It can only “predict” bad things & has no bird's-eye view.

I’ve been taught well to recognize that superstition is not a way of being productive. It’s also not to be confused with intuition. So that superstition “noise” I’ve recently encountered is more easily dismissed by me, now that I know that.

Speaking of intuition, when Lindsay & I started looking at houses, we “accidentally” stumbled upon a realtor. After meeting with him at a house that day, we left with the clarity that this was our guy. That intuition proved correct & after falling out of contention on two previous houses because of the competitive market, we luckily got accepted on the one meant for us.

Thank you @KevinTidwell for being an amazing agent, friend & sometimes therapist & for helping us put our life together under one roof. You’re no longer "Kevin Realtor" in my phone, it’s now "Kevin Tidwell Friend".