I’m in the process of selling my house. I’m moving to a completely different area – although not too far away- and I have to be out by the 18th of August.
I’ve noticed that my anxiety level is a little higher than I’d like it to be. An understatement, for sure.
What I am doing is trying to use this experience to shift my attitude, including my anxiety.
There are days, like waiting for the negotiation to be completed, when I feel like I’m flying upside down unintentionally or careening down a hill backward at high speed. I hate feeling this way – although rationally, I know there is no control, at least sometimes I enjoy the illusion of it.
I am learning that these are the time to go searching for something that will cause conscious delight for me.
Several nights ago, we had to be out of the house so buyers could look and they stayed for…evah!
We ended up in an ancient churchyard which has an empty adjacent field.
It was dusk and there, in that field, were at least 20 baby foxes – kits, using it as their playground.
They jumped, tumbled, spun, and chased each other while a few parents looked on. They were wild, loving the deliciousness of their freedom and having the time of their lives with no humans to bother them.
We were mesmerized by their delight, by the fun they were having. We could have stayed all night watching them.
Suddenly, one of the parents noticed us and they disappeared in an instant.
That delight has stayed with me for over a week.
It came at a moment when I most needed it and it lives on by being able to recall it to transform those moments of fear and move forward a little more easily with courage.