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Shifting the Energy (31 Days of Nest Building: day 5)


Houses have energy. I hadn’t given it much thought until we were house-hunting this summer, but there is a certain feeling you get when you walk in. It may be good, unsettling, stagnant, energizing. Some houses are warm, some cold. To me, this house felt neutral—content, though needy (as mentioned on day 2).

Thankfully there was nothing negative or creepy. It felt like a place ready to love and be loved. It’s quite an empowering state, if you think about it. It means you have accepted yourself, flaws and all. It means you are ready to take a chance on someone or something else.

My house was ready to take that chance. After some soul-searching, I decided I was, too.

To mark this new partnership, I asked my friend and Reiki master—a lovely woman named Magye from Holistic Passages—to come do a space clearing. I had never done any clearing myself, didn’t even know what it was, but I knew that some people used sage sticks to cleanse a space of its negative energy.

I simply wanted a fresh start. If there was any old energy tumbling about, I wanted to release it so we could begin anew.

Magye arrived with a sage stick, a bell, sea salt, and a loaf of whole wheat artisan bread (because her mother taught her always bring bread when you go to someone’s house).

We started outside facing the house where we said a blessing banishing negative energy and inviting only love and light, then parted ways to make a sea salt border around the house. I went to the right, Magye went to the left, and we sprinkled sea salt and continued inviting love and light until we closed the circle in the backyard. Sea salt is supposed to neutralize energy.

Once back inside we began at the front door and moved to the right around the perimeter of each room. Magye wafted the sage stick, paying careful attentions to the corners where energy can get stuck, while my four-year-old and I took turns ringing the bell to help clear the energy.

We were clearing not only the energy of any previous dwellers, but also that of the workers who had been through in the first week: the movers, vent cleaners, and painters. I silently thanked them for their work.

As we made our way through each room, Magye told me that while we were clearing old energy, we were also adding our own imprint. It makes perfect sense. Clearing the old energy and bringing our own. My son even added his own imprint by waving the sage stick carefully around his room (under our supervision, of course). That was his favorite part of the clearing.

With every room, every corner, every nook addressed, I thanked Magye and hugged her.

Then I returned inside and hugged my house.

31days-webThroughout October, I will be continuing this story  of getting acquainted with my home and making it my own as part of the 31 dayschallenge. Catch up on any posts you may have missed here: 31 Days of Nest Building.



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