🌬 The Inner Geomancer Day 1: Noticing Begins

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 🌬 The Inner Geomancer Day 1: Noticing Begins

Feng shui wasn’t invented—it was noticed. 

Noticing is how we begin. 

Noticing is how we reclaim.


Today, I invite you to notice what feels heavy in your space. 

Not what’s “wrong.” Not what’s “bad.”

 Just… what’s loud. What’s too much. What’s lingering.


For me, it was a shelf of boardgames. 

They’ve brought joy, laughter, connection. 

But when I passed by them on days I didn’t need them, they felt like clutter. 

Not because they were wrong— 

But because joy, when always on display, can become noise.


So I moved them. 

Not out of shame, but out of love. 

They’re still here—out of sight in the cupboard, still reachable. 

Because sometimes, seeing something daily can overwhelm us. 

Out of sight but still reachable is the way.


And if you live in a small space, with no extra cupboards or storage— 

The invitation is even deeper. 

Notice what you don’t use at all. 

What doesn’t bring joy. 

What feels like a visual weight.


These items aren’t just physical clutter. 

They’re emotional reminders of what’s heavy in your mind. 

And when we ignore them, our mind starts to normalize the noise. 

It begins to treat clutter as comfort. 

And soon, we start storing unnecessary thoughts the same way— 

Keeping what no longer serves, simply because it’s familiar.


🪞 What in your space feels loud today? 

🧭 What might you move—not to hide, but to breathe? 

🌿 What does your noticing want to teach you?


You are the geomancer of your own soul. 

Let today be the first step in rearranging your inner world with love.

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