Missing The Writing Life

I have been writing memoirs for over ten years, with oneself published book and a handful of poems and short stories floating around the worldwide information highway. These days I am miss writing fiction. I have more than a few notebooks filled with half-finished romance, thriller-type stories needing my attention. To be truthful I have been filling my time with ego-related activities that are pushing me away from the one thing that I love. Writing. How do I get back to my routine of writing every day? Practice. I do write morning pages every morning. It is how I start my day. It is where I dump all the stuff filling up my brain that needs to be shuffled to the corners so creativity has space to play. I haven’t been writing much after my morning pages. I go to my day job and after eight to nine hours, I started to tell a story that I didn’t have time to write after work. That is downright a lie. I have all the time in the world to write after work. I just need to sit my butt down in the chair and at least be in front of a notebook or a laptop and start writing, even if it ‘I have nothing to write’ something will show up after the pen or fingers start taping on the keyboard. I have to remind myself of this.

Other ways I get back to writing. Reading about writing. I am a big fan of reading other authors’ books about their writing experiences. At the moment I am reading, Turning Pro, Tap Your Inner Power and Create Your Life’s Work, by Steven Pressfield. Steven is downright truthful on how to become a better writer, he doesn’t hold back. You either want to write or you don’t. There is no waffling. Yes, there are hurdles to jump to get to the writing life, but it comes down to one thing, do you want to write or don’t you?

I want to write

One of the chapters (which are either one to two pages ) that I have posted around m writing room is: qualities of the Professional, Steven shared these habits and qualities in, The War of Art, another inspiration book about the writing life. It comes to the habits and qualities that the professional possess that the amateur doesn’t:

  1. The professional shows up every day.
  2. The professionalstays on the job all day
  3. The professinal is committed over the long haul
  4. For the professional the stakes are high and real
  5. The professional is patient
  6. The professional seeks order
  7. The professional demystifies
  8. The professional acts in the face of fear
  9. The professional accetps no excues (something I need to work on)
  10. The professional plays it as it lays
  11. The professional is prepared
  12. The professina does not show off
  13. The professional dedicates himself to mastering technique
  14. The pforessinal does no hesitate to ask for help
  15. The professional does not take failur or succes personally
  16. The porfessional does not identify with his or her instrument
  17. The professional ensures adversity
  18. The professional self-validates
  19. The professional reinvents herself
  20. The professinal is reconized by other professionals

This is a big list and there are more qualities Steven shares with us. I will share these qualities in the upcoming blogs in September. I can look at this list and say that I am not a professional. I have the qualities of a professional, but my habits are of an amateur at the moment and that is my motivation for being a professional. I have to stay put in my writing room and keep writing. I will start with number one, the professional writes every day. I can say that I do write morning pages every day, but I know I need to work on my other writing projects every day. I will start creating a habit where I spend at least 15 minutes on my writing projects every day. I will share my progress publically and honor my commitment because creativity chose me to work through and I have to show up to honor that privilege to be chosen by creativity. It has to be that blunt for me. Sit down and write for 15 minutes and after that 15 minutes see what happens. Keep writing or get up knowing I honored my commitment to myself and creativity. It feels good to share this commitment with all of you. Now back to the writing.

Thank you for being here with me today. If there is anything I can offer to help you with your writing commitments please drop me a line at marionann.berry@gmail.com or message me on social media. I am here to help and support your writing life.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

An Authors Trap

pro·cras·ti·na·tion
noun
the action of delaying or postponing something.

I have been going back and forth with the themes of my posts lately. I am reflecting on what my life looks like at the moment. I am a woman who works a full-time job as a General Manager of a hotel, I am helping my husband with our small scale farm and squeezing in writing whenever there is a free moment. If I can write every day for at least 10 – 15 minutes then I have written more than I would have then not written. This is my life and though I once wholeheartedly believed in a work-life-balance, I’m not so sure there is a balance. There is only this moment and what you do in this moment counts.

 

 

The ego likes to judge from the outside and point fingers at me. I sometimes pay attention, other times I ignore the ego and keep moving forward. I hear the ego thinking, well you’ve just worked 9 hours at the hotel, it’s time to go home make dinner and sit on the sofa again until it’s time for bed.                                                     I admit this does happen a few days of the week and my old behavior, the one that was comfortable with this scenario will step up and take over. But the true self, the one who knows what it feels like to write and being the creative gap can not go back to that life of sitting on the sofa every night watching some Netflix drivel when I have my own stories to write and share. I’m not saying all Netflix shows are bad, it’s when you chose to sit down and watch ‘How I met your mother’ series for the tenth time. There is no excuse for this type of behavior in my creative life.

I may sound a little harsh, but I have to be. I am the only one who is going to write my books. Creativity may not be able to wait for me for much longer and whisper the version of the story to another writer. Creativity is patient, but it is also logical and knows when it’s time to move on. So do I. So it’s time to move on from this procrastination that I seem to be stuck in. Yet, when I sit down and start to write the self-doubt and blame go out the window. I am here on the page and that is all that matters.

Thank you for being here with me today. How is your creative life? What are you doing to get out of the procrastination rut? I love hearing from you.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

 

Common Problems Creativity Can Solve

Are you tired, stressed, or feeling like your stuck in a rut? I have been down each of these roads and the one thing that gets me out of my funk is creativity.

cre·a·tiv·i·ty noun

the use of the imagination or original ideas, especially in the production of an artistic work.

Anytime I put pen to paper and start putting words down the magic starts to happen. The ego struggles and wants to list things to complain about the human experience but creativity has another objective and it is to share a story.

When it comes to writing about your stress or any other problem, creativity can pull you out of the black hole of focusing on the negative and take you to the other side of the door and shows you the way out of the darkness.                                                      For example: start to write about why you are stress, why do you think you’re stressed, where does the stress live in your body, where does stress take over in your life. This is your experience and the blank page is there for you to dump all the thoughts of your mind onto. It’s okay to write, I’m stressed…over an over again, line after line. It may take 20 lines of writing the same words over and over again or two lines and then all of a sudden you start to write about more than the words, I’m stressed, you might start to write, I’m stressed because I don’t like my job, or I’m stressed because I know I drink too much, or I’m stressed because I have a big presentation due and I’m afraid to fail…the excuses start to flow onto the page as the ego wants to list things to justify why you may feel stressed.

The next thing that may happen is when you write about your stress, something else is unveiled.                                                                                                                                    For Example, I am stressed because I don’t like my job because it is taking me away from what I really want to be doing, I know I have so much to offer and if I only had the time to work on my art then I would be able to leave the job that consumes my time. You see where this is headed? Writing has started to unravel what you need to see to make the steps to move closer to your passions and goals. You are no longer stuck in the rut because you have been totally honest on the page and why is that? No one else is watching, it’s you and creativity being completely open to what your heart sings for.

How to start this process

Find yourself a notebook or journal, a pen or pencil you love, and start with one word and go from there. I know it sounds easier said than done, but trust me, put some words down and keep writing words down, and then you will find yourself writing more and more about your true feelings.

I hope this helps you with your writing journey. I am happy to help out where I can. I am a cheerleader for creativity!

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Faith Explained in 140 Characters

There are many creative ways to talk about faith in 140 characters or more. I tend to write a bit more than the Twitter allotted characters and that may be why I have steered away from tweeting. As a memoirist, I have stories to share and faith is a running theme for this only-child who knew at a young age she would not always be in one place for long.

Faith: complete trust or confidence in someone or something.

It is a simple definition but many disputes have been caused over this one simple word with many layers of deep feelings and what it means personally to anyone asked. For me, I have faith that I am where I am supposed to be at this very moment. I have trusted every opportunity that has been provided to me. I have said yes even when I was nervous to say yes. I have faith that ‘everything happens for a reason’. For example, I was intrigued by staying in hotels as a young girl when my family would drive from Nova Scotia to Ontario to visit my grandparents who lived on a farm that I loved to visit. I loved being surrounded by nature and helping around the farm. When we stayed at hotels, I liked watching the employees, how they helped people check-in, check-out, answer questions, all around be nice to complete strangers. I would write stories about the other guests I watched in the lobby, at the pool, getting in and out of their cars, and sitting at the table in the dining room when having breakfast. I was practicing the writing motto, write what you know. I knew what it was like to stay in a hotel and I could write about that. My imagination was on board and wanted to write backstories, plots, and endings for these characters that I watched all while in a hotel.

 

It was no surprise that one of my first jobs was working for a luxury hotel in the heart of the Canadian Rockies. After 25 years of working in the hospitality industry, I wrote a book about my experiences while working for the first hotel I started my career in. The Chateau Lake Louise. Everything that I experienced to get this job was necessary to give me the faith that I would be okay to leave my familiar way of life in Nova Scotia and work for four months in Alberta. I had faith in myself to do the job and I had faith that I was going on an adventure to write about. My debut memoir, Behind The Kitchen Doors ~ The Summers, was by no accident.

I have been struggling with finishing the second book as I will be sharing more about the darker side of hospitality. The dangers of falling into a lifestyle of drinking, substance abuse, cheating, and lying. Some of my experiences have not been the best but I had faith that everything happens for a reason. I know this to be true for myself because I met a man who I worked with at a hotel who shared the same values as I did. After 16 years together we decided to move from Victoria, BC, (when most people are making their way there to retire) to Fredericton, NB to a home that we bought on a farm where we are creating a small scale farm while I continue to work in the hospitality industry. Full circle.

Everything Happens For A Reason

Thank you for being here with me today. What is your definition of faith?

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

 

 

 

 

If you liked, Kitchen Confidential and the Grand Budapest Hotel, you will enjoy this eye-opening life experience of one employee’s journey of working for a luxury hotel in the heart of the Canadian Rockies.

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Surving a Blogging Challenge During a Pandemic

Blogging Thorugh A to Z Challenge has come and gone for another year. There were times I wondered if I would make it through the month. My intention was to write all twenty-six blogs prior to the month of April. I knew my theme and with the exception of a few letters, I felt prepared. I wrote 15 blogs before April 1st and was feeling pretty confident. When Covid-19 started to unravel quickly and our province went on lock-down on March 19 I still felt like I was prepared. Writing grounds me and I knew if I was writing I wouldn’t take on the natural stress of the world during a pandemic. This novel virus showed up for a reason and I wasn’t about to let it take over my creative life. Until it did at times. I can’t deny or hide in my bubble and say I wasn’t thinking about the impact Covid-19 was having on our lives.

 

During the Blogging Challenge unlike many Canadia, Americans, the plant that was not working due to Covid-19, I was fortunate to keep working. My full-time job as a manager at a hotel was needed after we laid 95% of our employees. I would now be more on the frontlines than ever and I didn’t mind that one bit. No one was traveling so I knew it wasn’t going to be overly busy, but we were still open for essential workers and anyone that needed a place to stay due to everyday circumstances. Right before the state of emergency was announced our hotel was going through some changes. One of them being a new General Manager. I had applied for the position to say I was interested in staying at the hotel no matter the outcome of the position. I wanted to be part of the very unique resort that the hotel is a part of and every experience I’ve had in my hospitality career has brought me to this hotel for a reason.

 

In-between the changes in the hotel and Covid-19 life, I still had blogs to finish. My them was ‘When I’m Not Writing, I’m Cooking’. I was writing about recipes that my hubby and I enjoy from other authors. I was sharing information about microgreens and writing a recipe for each microgreen we produce. My plan with this year’s challenge was to find the recipes that I am going to put together in a series of cookbooks. Simple, quick, and healthy meals for people on the go. Adam and I both work full-time jobs and run our small scale farm focusing on microgreens at the moment (more produce to come as we grow). The saying, ‘my plate is full’ is an understatement for us at the moment, but I swear it doesn’t feel like work at all. I love the hotel life and I love growing food to nourish our bodies, minds, and spirits and for others who purchase our microgreens. It is fun! Sure there are times where I complain about being tired or the ego wants to sit on the sofa to watch Netflix, But I get up and move forward. No one else is going to harvest the microgreens or write the blog for me.

The last few weekends of April I sat down and finished the blogs. I did not want to quit halfway through. I do not quit on something that I love. I may shift gears from time to time to make compromises, but I don’t give up. Like any book I’ve started to read, I want to see what happens at the end. I want to uncover what creativity has in store for me.

During the week at the hotel, I was leading our small team to keep the hotel running. We were waiting for the GM they hired and offered me to be #2 (the title would be either assistant GM, director of operations). I was happy with this scenario. Then we didn’t hear from the new GM. They stopped responding to emails and texts, it was very odd. I worried about them, I reached out to see how they were. Nothing. Then out of the blue, I received a call from the management company that I have been working with. They were providing me with guidance as I was the acting GM until the new manager arrived. I was offered the position of GM of the hotel and I accepted. I couldn’t stop smiling. I know I have told myself and everyone that I didn’t want to be a GM, I didn’t want the level of responsibility, but deep down I knew I was more than capable of doing the job and told the ego to mess off and here I am during a global pandemic wit so many uncertainties, yet, I feel very grounded with where I am right now. I know there will be times when I will feel overwhelmed or second-guessing myself, but I know like any situation those emotions and feelings will pass. I have learned a lot in the last 25 years in my hospitality career. If I have opened every door of opportunity presented for a reason. To be right here and now.

The one area of my life that I will be focusing on is creativity. I will finish my second memoir and self publish it and the next one and the next one. I have so much to share. Creativity has chosen me for a reason. Hospitality has chosen me for a reason. I am grateful for this amazing journey.

It has been less than two months since Covid-19 has closed down our province and our countries. On my days off I will stay in my bubble and keep on writing. Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

 

 

 

 

To learn more about my Blogging Through A to Z Challenge, please start with the letter A, right HERE. Thank you.

What Foods Start With the Letter U?

There are not too many foods starting with letter U. I have used Ungai in past Blogging Thorugh A to Z challenges and now I am stumped. This post is going to be short and sweet.

Some ideas I had:

  • Unsalted nuts
  • Udon
  • Upside down cake (I know it is a stretch)
  • Umbrella Fruit – this is intriguing so I looked it up.

The Umbrella Fruit comes from a tropical tree and is a citrus fruit with a fibrous pit. It is juicy with a hint of tart acidity. I imagine it tastes like a tangerine.

The umbrella fruit helps boost immunity with its high levels of vitamin C. It helps with suppressing a cough and improving vision as the fruit contains a good amount of vitamin A that helps with vision. Who knew this little fruit could do so much and taste even better! I looked where I could find some umbrella fruit in New Brunswick and when I go for our weekly groceries I will be happy to find this new to me fruit in our local grocery store.

How many foods can you name that start with the letter U? Help, please.

Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Tomorrow, Keep on Typing…

 

Sunflower ~ The Fertility Flower

One way to enjoy the nutritional beenfits of sunflowers is by eating sunflower microgreens. They are rich in stress-busting vitamin B and hormone-balancing zinc. Their sweet taste and hearty texture make a great addition to any salad.

A Few Fun Facts about Sunflower Sprouts

  • They help boost your fertility with sunflower seeds and sprouts. Both seeds and their sprouts contain high amounts of zinc. Zinc is a mineral that is essential for the development of sperm, which is why it is especially important for men.
  • Sunflower sprouts are a great source of protein. They are high in protein and that is a good thing to help repair muscles and bone development.
  •  They help lower blood pressure, cholesterol, and blood sugar. When I put a handful of sunflower sprouts in my morning smoothie I notice my sugar cravings are less than when I eat more microgreens.

Like most microgreens, we incorporate the sunflower greens into a lot of our meals. A handful in tacos provides that crunch and sweet flavor. Instead of spinach or lettuce on our veggie burgers, we top them with sunflower greens. As we enter into the Spring and Summer seasons we will be eating more salads. We love sunflower shoots in any of our salads.

 

Simply Sunflower Salad

What You Need:

  • 1 cup Organic Sunflower Sprouts
  • 1 Tbsp Extra Virgin Olive Oil
  • 2 cup Spring Mix Salad Greens
  • 1 Carrot grated
  • 1/2 cup of jicama cubed (optional)
  • Sliced radish (optional)
  • Avocado, cubed (optional)
  • 1 whole Lemon, Juice

What to Do

  • Gently toss everything together and drizzle with olive oil and lemon juice. Add a pinch of salad if needed.
  • Enjoy!

This is a great salad on its own or a small side dish for any meal. Let me know if you try this salad. Do you use sunflower microgreens? How do you prepare them?

Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Tomorrow, Keep on Typing…

A New Way To Shake Hands during Covid-19

Here we are in one of the most interesting times in our lives. I know we are overloaded with Covid-19 information, news, media, and everything in-between. I am not here to discuss the virus in detail. We can get that information from the world health organization. I wasn’t going to write about my experiences in the past few weeks because of Covid when there are so many people suffering financially and overall wellbeing. Why would anyone want to read about my thoughts when there are over 900,000 people in Canada who have applied for unemployment insurance due to this global health concern. Two days ago, Ottawa projects over 4 million Canadians will apply for unemployment because of Covid-19. The state of our country is transforming every day because of this unknown virus and the simple fact that people are not listening or adhering to the simple request of staying home to flatten the curve of spreading this virus. More on this thought later.

I am a front-line worker. I am going to work every day as normal when thousands of people have been laid off and mandated to stay home. I am a writer who works at a hotel. My role as Guest Services Manager has provided me with exactly what I need to maintain this beautiful creative life. Thank you, universe. Being in the hospitality business is by no accident. The universe put me on a path where I have worked in some amazing places.

I have learned a lot and continue to grow and add to my skill set as a coach and leader. Before Covid I was considering leaving the hotel life. I was in a place that I recognized before. It wasn’t a good place. I can’t get into the specifics; however, I can share when there is a lack of communication and old stories impede the bigger picture, something has to shift. Something has to hit rock bottom before it gets better. I moved to a new hotel as the new kid and if you know me, this has been a theme in my life. My experiences in hospitality helped me continue my moral and ethical values and maintain the professional manager I have been and continue to be. But I wanted to see what else was out there for me. I applied for other positions and had a few of the companies interested. I had an interview but did not get the job, and this was okay, I knew that the universe was working on providing me with what I needed.

Then the state of emergency was announced in New Brunswick and all non-essential services were too close. No more group gatherings, no more school, no more movies, shopping malls. Life as we knew it came to a screaming halt. At the hotel, we had to lay off 95% of our employees. It was one of the hardest days I’ve had in my professional career. The universe prepared me for hard days like this, but instead of surviving catching my ex-boyfriend cheating on me, I had to tell employees that live pay-cheque to pay-cheque they were on temporary leave and now had to do the waiting game for unemployment insurance. I’m not sure which scenario I would want to live through again. Not either.

Justin Trudeau announced that the wait times for unemployment would be faster, the typical three weeks wait would be down to a week. But what he didn’t mention was there is a wait. Many of our employees have shared their claims would not be looked at until the first week of April. I understand that there is a surplus of claims within almost 24 hours. How can the government keep up? This is something that no one expected. And how do you plan for this? There are moments when I feel like we are living out some zombie apocalyptic movie. But we can’t shut the movie off, we are living it every day. Why does the novel, The Chrysalids, by John Wyndham, come to mind?

It has been two weeks when I heard recommended social distancing, then a week later a state of emergency, now we all sit by and wait for the next update on when we will possibly be able to go back to normal. This novel virus has put an end to our normal, we will need to start a new routine, a new way to shake hands, to hug, to gather. Collectively we are all connected by pure energy, we don’t necessarily need physical contact to be intimate with one another. Yes, touching and hugs feel good, but we are being asked to stay 6 meters away from one another. We can be heartfelt and extend love and kindness energetically. I know how this may sound to a few of you, but those who understand please put your hand up and send me a message you understand. If you want to know more about what I am sharing, let me know. At this moment I am writing these words and at the same, I am sending healing and lovely energy through my words. I am hugging you with my words. We are gathered together as each of you read this. Do you feel it? I do.

 

I want to express as someone who is working, greeting guests who are trying to get home due to a myriad of reasons, one being students trying to make their way home because the university has been closed. Or people have been laid off from their contract job and now they need to go home and Fredericton happens to be in the middle of their journey. I am grateful to be in the position I am. I am also concerned for myself and the employees that have stayed on to help keep the hotel running. We are at risk every day as the virus spreads, however, I am very aware that I am here for a purpose and this virus is going to be bringing us closer together even when we have to stay away from one another. That my friends, is love.

Thank you for being here with me today and please stay home if you don’t need to be out. Save your grocery shopping for one day a week, stay inside and connect virtually. Please stay home and stay safe.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

 

 

How Meditation Can Ease the Stress

I’m at a loss these days. I am aware of this feeling. I am aware of the amount of responsibility I have taken on and that has been given to me (because I said I would help out). I am aware of the stress that shows up in my shoulders as they hunch higher at certain times of the day. I am aware of the snappy comments I want to spurt out but I take a step back, take a deep breath and think, “I am”. This is my meditation practice, the self-enquiry method of Ramana Maharshi. Self-Enquiry is an awareness of the awareness itself. More about Ramana and the meditation practice feel free to click on the link above.

Everything happens for a reason…a statement I’ve heard all my life from family and I believe wholeheartedly in this notion. Everything does happen for a reason. I am right here and now sitting in my first home in Fredericton, New Brunswick because I followed my gut, I said yes to opportunities, stayed in places for a little longer than I should have, but there was a reason. At the time I may have questioned my choices, but I knew there was a reason. The universe had a plan and I trusted with all my heart and soul that I would be taken care of.

My true state is to be still. To sit down and write. To share stories. I am also in the stillness when I am in the garden. I may be moving around, planting, watering, and harvesting, but I am quiet and grounded. When I learned to meditate nine years ago, I was ready for my true self to be found. I knew who I was but I also knew there was a higher purpose. I knew I was here for a purpose and that was to be of service. That’s where my hotel life comes into play and how I was able to move to beautiful places through the west coast of Canada. I said yes to one opportunity that I asked the universe for and this was before ‘The Secret’ and the law of attraction. I knew if I asked the universe for something that it would come. If it didn’t come it meant I wasn’t ready for it, but what would come would experience to help me get where I was going. Ultimately what I asked for would come around, sometimes it took longer than other situations. Now, I’m right where I asked to be. Living in a farmhouse (I asked to live in my grandparents’ Berry’s farmhouse in Ontario), close to family where we could create a sustainable life while I am able to write and work on the farm. I didn’t think I would still be in the hotel business, but there is something about the hospitality world that I can’t seem to let go of, just yet…

We have been in our new home, a new province, a new chapter in life for three months. It feels a lot longer which is a good thing in my eyes, however, there are challenges that I am facing that I need to come to terms with. I am very aware I need to meditate more to ground myself, to get back to my true self. My still self. I know many people may say I am pretty quiet and I am. Yet, I am aware of the chaotic energy swirling around within, the ego. I am battling with the “past” and knowing I don’t work for a wonderful business that I use in Victoria is taking a toll on me some days. My new hotel is very different and I am currently taking on a lot of responsibility that I am capable of, but I think I voiced I didn’t want more responsibility in the hotel world when I left Victoria. However, I enjoy the new experience. I know there is a reason for me to be in this position.
More importantly, I miss my friends. I miss my writing group. I tear up thinking about the amazing creative life I surrounded myself with. I don’t have that yet here in Fredericton. I know I will find the writing groups and connect with other creative people. I am aware I am being hard on myself and expect more of myself than I should. I have to be gentle with myself and tell myself it is okay to have these feelings of nostalgia.

Now that I have been writing today I feel myself shifting into my true state. I am still. I am quiet. I am.

Thank you for being here with me today. Do you have a meditation practice to help with stress? Or do you do something else to help you with the feelings of overwhelmness? I love hearing about how we take care of ourselves

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

We Bought a House part 2 ~ The Beginning

Book. House. Dog.

These were my goals and intentions I shared with the universe last year. I know when you say, thinking, share something, the universe hears you. You ask… you wait… you receive. It’s not that simple though. There is something else that has to be done between the law of attraction. It’s the work you need to put into the goals and passions. It would be so easy to say I want to write and publish a book and have a manuscript handed to you, then have it published with Random House with no questions asked. Could you image? I can, but even with the universe taking care of us, I have to do some work. And it’s not even working to me. When I sit down to write I’m in the flow of my true self. The creative being I was made to be.

 

I had been working on self-publishing my first memoir, Behind The Kitchen Doors ~ The Summers. I was consumed by all the things involved with self-publishing. It was the first few days of September and I was two weeks away from pressing the submit button on Amazon, Kindle publishing. I left the gym one morning and said, ‘Okay universe, I’m ready. Book. House. Dog.’ I wrote it down, I said it over and over again to myself. I shared it with my hubby, Adam and he agreed. The dog would come later, we had to find the house first. Adam looked for properties for our families to view for us. I should share that we had been looking for a house on and off for over a year and a half. We thought we would move back to Nova Scotia, then PEI, then back to Nova Scotia. We were not being clear with our intentions. I knew this was one reason why the house may not be showing up. We sent my family to view properties, we viewed houses when we went home to visit. Our actions showed the universe that we were serious about this move. It is an interesting adventure to house hunt when you are across the country. You try to take the opinion of your family with a grain of salt, but also with great value because both of our parents have gone through the house hunting adventure. They had the experience of what to look for and the questions to ask. We are so grateful for their love and support.

When we decided on New Brunswick and then more specifically, Fredericton, because it is a capital city, not that was the deciding factor, we thought it would be easier to find employment in a busy city. Once we agreed on the area, things started to happen. I had self-published my book and neck-deep in with promotions and trying to keep on top of social media and working my full-time job at the hotel. My in-laws were in New Brunswick going to viewings for us. There were a lot of houses that were not right for what we had in mind. We needed at least two to five acres of land to start the small farm that Adam had been doing so much research on. His vision was clear, and that made it easy when he looked at houses. He was very specific with his parents on what we wanted and they happily went to look at the houses and property for us. At the end of September, there was one house that we all agreed on. It had six acres of land; newly renovated; and only ten minutes from downtown Fredericton, I could see us living there. We put an offer in and it didn‘t work out because of another couple out-bid us. For some reason, I felt crushed. I knew this happened. I watched enough HGTV and heard stories from friends who lost out on bidding wars. But I was still hurt and wondered if this move was ever going to happen? Adam was feeling frustrated as well. We used to things moving quickly when we decided on a move. When we met in Edmonton sixteen years ago, Adam told me he planned on moving to Victoria to pursue his golfing passion. Within six months we driving to Tofino, BC (5 hours from Victoria), because we accepted positions at the Wickininish Inn, Relais & Chateau resort. We took the opportunity to get us to where we were going. That’s another story.

Adam shared he would wait until the Spring to start looking again. We needed a break. But the universe had something else in mind. Adam was on the phone with his mother and he happened to be looking at properties for what may have been the last time until the Spring. He saw a house that had been on the market for two days. He sent the link to his mother; they looked at it together (I was at work) and within a few hours; they had an appointment to look at our house. My in-laws went to view the house, called Adam and said this is the one. Adam called our realtor to put in an offer. We sat in our home in Victoria at 6:00 pm and it is 10:00 pm in New Brunswick and talked with our realtor as she talked to the owners. We put in an offer. The owners came back with another number; we asked if that included the snow blower and ride-on mower; they said unfortunately not they needed it for their new home. We came back with another offer with a condition of keeping the split wood for the woodstove they said yes; we said yes. I felt sick and excited in one breath. I couldn’t believe it, I mean I did believe it, but it was surreal that within forty-eight hours we were going to wait on our goals and then the house appeared and we were right back on track. Thank you universe!

Next time, I will share the bumps and scrapes that we took during the purchase of the house. It’s hard to do business with a four hour time difference. Thank you for being here with me and sharing this joyous adventure.

Until Next Time, Keep On Typing…