The first time Cyd Alper-Sedgwick, my Feng Shui consultant, met our house, Sistine, it was cold and cloudy outside – typical February weather here in southern Ohio. Collars turned up, we walked the property, then stood at the top of our driveway, and looked down at the house, me clutching a notebook and pen… Sistine sits slightly below street level, which is apparently not great Feng Shui (vulnerable to the negativity of the rest of the street flowing down.) She’s also at the center of a cul-de-sac, another undesirable position (stagnant energy,) and part of her Bagua map (a sort of blueprint that divides a space into nine sections, with each representing a different aspect of your life) is missing in the back, since the garage extends beyond the rear wall of the house. The missing piece happens to overlap in the Wealth, Fame and Love sections of our map – lovely, right? Thankfully, Cyd practices the Black Hat school of Feng Shui, which is the most Western of the Form schools, and she never tells anyone, “You need to move.” She says there’s a fix (or ‘cure’) for everything.
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Gosh, it’s been ages since I said anything here. Life got really bumpy at the end of the school year, and I was treading water pretty frantically just to get through it. In the end, I survived another year as a preschool teacher’s assistant (my day job,) Dragon finished the sixth grade on a high note, and Peach ended her career at the elementary school by graduating from fourth grade. It was inauspicious in many ways, with two of us embroiled in high drama, and I was exhausted.