Sacred Spaces

As I mentioned before I began a two week course with some of my blog friends posing the question "who am I now?" I have kept the daily challenges in a handwritten journal, something that I haven't done since I was a child. When I began blogging almost seven years ago this became my writing space, my journal.   I find putting pen to paper strangely meditative and quite foreign since I do most everything on the computer.  I have carried the little book with me since last Monday and it has become a place to paste and draw things and jot down in colorful ink ideas generated from the daily prompts.

Yesterday's prompt was about tending to your space, creating a small space of your own that reminds you of what is important.  As I pondered this question, I realized that I already have several such spaces in my house, filled with little trinkets, tokens or memories of things that are important to us.  I re-arrange them periodically to keep them fresh in both memory and location. 

As we began the new year, B and I were talking about things that we wanted to accomplish with the homestead.  One of our goals this year is to bring this feeling upstairs.  I have no idea why really, maybe because the downstairs is the heartbeat, the hearth, and we spend most of our time there, but our bedroom is fairly plain having left the walls white, and most of the artwork leaning against the walls instead of hung.  The kids rooms are all painted and decorated to their tastes, and while we have a great space it just has never been a huge priority with all of the other farm tasks.  This year we are going to change that, and bring some of that feeling of sacredness to our upstairs space to enjoy.  

So when it comes to having that sacred space I feel like we really have several,  including this one where I write now, all having their own special ways of reminding us what is important.