Someone close to me once remarked that I “do things quickly.” I responded with something like “it only looks like I move quickly. I think about things a long, long time before I act . . . then I simply do it.”
Last Thursday, after fifteen years of consideration, the weight on the scale of indecision about relocating, leaving my town of thirty-seven years and my home for the past thirty-three, finally tipped in favor of leaving–leaving what I know behind. I do not yet have a destination.
I’m OK with that because my entire life has been lived in the moment, with guidance offered in the exact moment I needed it. I know that the instant I step out in the direction of change I will be guided one step after another . . . somewhere.
Sometimes the guidance has little to do with the goal I stepped out on. Sometimes it’s more about letting go–of control, a person, a place, a thing. Sometimes it’s just part of my personal j0urney, like “discovering what I truly want” kind of thing. Despite knowing all that, despite having been down this road so many times before, it’s still easy to get caught up in the fear and anxiety of the unknown and I have to remain conscious or I can make myself crazy.
Even so, I was finally willing to step out in the direction of change. In less than twenty minutes I took some serious action, signaling that I am prepared for a change if it’s in alignment with my Highest good.
I made an appointment for June 1st to get pre-qualified for possible purchase of property in Durango or nearby area.
I spoke with an agent and listed my preferences for property:
- insulated from neighbors by land or trees
- by water, preferably a river
- proximity to nature trails
- natural setting–i.e., no manicured yard, please
- less than 10 mile drive to get “good food” (I eat organic)
- in bottom price range of <$200K
I explained my situation, estimated my price range based on the sale of the apartment building the bank and I own, told him I could be more specific after I met with the banker. The agent said he’d send what he could find by email, apologizing relentlessly that there wasn’t much in that price range. I asked for addresses so I could do drive-by’s and save us both some time.
Seems like a lot happened in a short while, so yes, I reckon I do move fast when I finally start movement, but please remember that I have been considering this possibility for over fifteen years.
How about you? Got an inkling to change? What steps are you considering? What steps have you taken? How does it feel?
Till next time, I’ll be Skating Thru the listings, visiting those in nearby Mancos first, walking the streets, and trying to imagine living there or anywhere else besides Durango where I’ve lived most of my life.