What does the ceiling fan see
As it turns
In that most desultory of fashions of an evening
Reflected in the mirror
Soft brush of peacock feather
Shivers in the draft
And the carpet fibres slowly stand back up
Following the damp tread of feet
Across their surface
Curtain recedes and lifts as the
As it passes
And the roof above ticks
And expands with heat
Groans in the wind
And stretches sighing comfortably
Where is the flaccid energy
Of the dust motes beneath the bed
And the speaking of a clock
Time is passing
To the lamp that doesn’t care
For its metal angled body will live for a thousand years
Somewhere in a landfill out there
*I have always been interested in Feng Shui. For the magazine this month I had my home professionally audited. The results were so surprising, and also not.
I have always felt the energy of certain rooms and naturally avoided them, yet we built this home and it’s beautiful, why would I avoid certain, perfectly good areas? Now I know.
The layers and energies of our homes are so intricate. I have already shifted my Audacity/ATBOP HQ around to take advantage of the strong qui energy here in my personal office.
Another funny side note – my blog is very aptly named. It stemmed from this room which was formerly the boys rumpus room.
When they moved out I took it over because I have a lot of interests that take up space. Photography, essential oils, books, motorbike gear, camping gear and then eventually my writing and computer.
This room is all about paper energy – Athousandbitsofpaper was a great name, it came from seemingly out of thin air
Thin air full of qui
And paper energy
Another thing that made sense was the bad qui energy in the main bathroom that extends into my youngest sons bedroom.
It’s funny, Pat was always wanting to move out of that room. He wanted to swap with the guest bedroom which didn’t make sense as it’s smaller and it was way too much trouble, so I would say no.
When Pat left school he left home almost immediately. We were a bit devastated, as a close family we couldn’t work out why he was so keen to take off.
It was that damn bedroom.
Light, airy innocuous to the naked eye but obviously the unseen energy was terrible. I wish I had the time over now and I would instantly move him into another room.
The eyes don’t see everything but the body does
Okay so that’s in the magazine which will publish Tuesday and I will have all the details of where your can find Jan and since she did my entire audit via zoom and by using the floor plans and docs I supplied, I’m sure she could do the same for anyone, anywhere.