the move* (part 1)

“How do geese know when to fly to the sun?
Who tells them the seasons?
How do we, humans know when it is time to move on?
As with the migrant birds, so surely with us,
there is a voice within if only we would listen to it,
that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown.” - Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

 when things are crazy and uncertain, we turn to simplicity and beauty. 

in the midts of the move, kellen picked these little flowers for me to tell me he loves me

It happened. We moved countries. We packed all our belongings, (and our 2 children..heehee), got on an airplane, flied for 13 hours and moved into Mont Kiara, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Unreal. 

We allowed strange men to come into our house, like ants invading our kingdom, with boxes and tape. We allowed them into our personal space and let them pack all our things.  The strange thing about change is how one just adapt... without even trying... you just do it...  i cried most of the first day.

We took many photos to remember everything, every little detail about our house.  We took photos of us in every room, to remember every moment we laughed and cried in our house.  We love our house.
But we are happy.  Like the geese, the seasons have changed, and we are flying out...

We surrender into the known.... love, family, us. We surrender into knowing.  We surrender into God, knowing that He will guide us and show us the way.

Just before the move, i posted a photo saying "happiness is an inside job' and asked: 'i wonder where patience lived?"  Jenica reminded me IT LIVES IN THE NOW. In every moment there is beauty. We just have to open our hearts to it... 

We trust. We trust that life is amazing, that elliot, the moving company, is amazing too.  We trust blindfolded with a knowing that He will take care of us.

There is nothing like 'a mom's cooked meal'.  My aunt and godchild brought us dinner the last evening in our house... with candles... heehee... for atmosphere.... you are amazing! we love you! xx

It can be either scary or life altering seeing how little one really needs / or how much things you pack when you have a baby! :-) Doing this, you realise you don't really need much, except each other.

When you feel overwhelmed with the big move, you go outside to ground yourself.  And you remember... again... of when you moved into the house... this tree on the left... how i love this tree... my mom still brought this tree in her mercedes as a gift... and the tree on the right.. my dad gifted us with that one when we moved into our house 12 years ago.  My family are tree lovers... my dad taught us how to love trees...

So the house emptied and the boxes were moved into the container. This photo on the right is where we went to each room to talk about all the happy memories we had in the room, what we loved of each room and what we are going to miss about it. Kellen was play angry because he loved his room.  It was his safe haven.

But when he got outside, he wanted to get in the container, he was so excited. And the sadness about his bed and books were forgotten, knowing it is all wrapped, packed and ready to be shipped.

i love how kellen finds beauty everywhere... this was a heart shaped shadow

 from the light through the trees. 

Moving countries (house/ changing jobs) is a funny thing. Sometimes the sadness of what was, overwhelms you and you literally just don't know how to move on.  You stay in what was, and forget about all the knew memories and things just around the corner.  For us, our family, we live through what Walt disney says:  'We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.”