My favourite Feng Shui story.
By Amanda Collins
A colleague once hired me to Feng Shui her neighbour’s home as a gift to him. The day I arrived at his house, he was completely drunk. I reminded myself that I was there to be of service and that this is why I do what I do so I trusted in the Divine process and went ahead.
“What is this Feng Shui stuff anyway?” he asked. As I walked in, I felt a sharp, stabbing sensation in my chest. I looked around and there was a machete on the wall pointing right at me, along with other knives. My new client had been sharing that no one came to visit him anymore, not even his children or grandchildren. It had been years since he had seen them. I explained that the knives on the wall were keeping away good energy and the people in his life. The next thing I knew, he was ripping the knives off the wall and throwing them out the front door! I knew he was ready for change.
His home was a Feng Shui nightmare. Artwork consisted of knives, guns and pictures of when he was in the army. His past had not been a kind one. His home needed serious love. It was cluttered, far from clean, in need of repair, painting and new live plants.
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