House Move Healing

We recently had a dispute with our landlady which led to her giving us two months’ notice to quit, so we started looking for somewhere else to live. We wanted to stay in our local area mainly because of our children’s schools but then discovered how difficult it is to find a house to rent in this area. Our financial situation was also very bad, and we were in receipt of housing benefit.  It looked like a complete dead end. We even went to the local Council to declare ourselves homeless. We had an interview with a very nice woman but felt utter despair when we came out of her office because the prospects looked so grim. As we were driving away, my husband rallied somewhat and said “We are not victims; we are not going to be homeless. I don’t think we should fill in that form.” It was a strong stand to take, but from then on we affirmed that we would find somewhere.

We had been to see a house, and were sent a questionnaire from the estate agent to fill in. We took one look at the form and realized that if we filled it in honestly, we would not stand a chance.  We were beginning to feel very gloomy despite our best efforts to stay cheerful and upbeat.

Then, one day the mother of a friend of ours knocked on our door and said that the son of a friend of hers had a house to let that might suit, and gave us a number to ring. We arranged to meet this new landlord and it turned out that it was the same house we had seen through the agent!  Within ten minutes of meeting this guy, he had offered us the house. He didn’t want any references of any sort, nor a great wodge of cash up front in lieu of references. He simply asked us when we wanted to move in!   It was a close run thing but in the end all the pieces of the jigsaw came together in exactly the right way at precisely the right time.  We signed the contract and had a comfortable two-week changeover period to move from one house to the other, get the children settled in for the new term at school and thoroughly clean the house we were moving out of.

However -- the handover to our ex-landlady was absolutely awful. It was so dreadful it was almost funny (only it wasn’t!)  The stream of invective started as soon as she walked through the door. Even a patch of rising damp was seen as evidence of wanton vandalism on our part. On the few occasions we did open our mouths in self-defence against some of the more outrageous charges, we were slapped down as liars!  The whole episode was completely bizarre. But I guess that’s mortal mind for you.   I now understand the wisdom of Jesus' when he "opened not his mouth" because I saw that you cannot reason with mortal mind under the influence of animal magnetism any more than you can have a sensible discussion with someone who is extremely drunk.

However, as we drove away from the house, I did feel unjustly accused, abused, shaken, violated, angry etc., etc. But, after I’d calmed down some amazing things began to happen.  The first was that I started to feel, from the bottom of my heart, regret for all the times I have criticized and maligned other people. And I vowed to strive never to do that again and, like Zaccheus, “…if I have taken any thing from any man by false accusation, (to) restore him fourfold.”  I saw that if there were faults on my part, divine Mind would show me without condemnation and also show me a way to make reparation.  This was a huge breakthrough and brought a genuine sense of repentance.  

I don’t feel any ill-will towards our ex-landlady and her family. In fact the whole episode has a dream-like quality.  It was as if about eight tons had been lifted off me. It was extraordinary. I felt so light and free. I really did feel I was being lifted out and above the effluent of mortal mind, and I felt such relief and joy.  I thought “Why dwell in the sewers of mortal mind, with its downward-pulling tendencies, when you can choose to dwell in the Kingdom of Heaven?” I decided to choose the Kingdom of Heaven.