One of our homework assignments this weekend after our Women’s Empowerment workshop was to create a Sacred Space in our homes that belonged to only us. That space would be very different for everyone, and it would even serve a different purpose for everyone, but the general idea was that seeing this space in your home would remind you to take time for yourself when you needed it.
And yes. If you had told me a few weeks ago that I’d be taking seriously an assignment to create a “sacred place” in my home? I would have laughed in your face.
BUT I WANTED TO BE ALL IN to this journey, and I love homework, so I embraced the challenge.
Of course, this was one of those rare moments when I missed our 4,200 sq ft home. I COULD HAVE CREATED AN ENTIRE SACRED ROOM IN THAT HOUSE! Instead, I relocated a basket of blankets to the hall closet and took over the top of a tiny dresser that holds towels and blankets in our bedroom.
I decided to put things in my space that simply brought me joy of self. I put the rocks I painted with each of the family’s names that I used as place settings one holiday meal. Then I found a great smelling candle (from Target) in a pretty container (because aesthetics are important, I wanted it to feel sacred) and placed it on an old tin plate from my Dad’s. Then? I filled the area with things that stirred up positive emotions in me.
This medallion/necklace was made from the 100+ year old dogwood that I photographed every year at the botanical gardens. One year we even camped in front of it. When it finally succumbed to disease they harnessed the wood for items like this and it brings my heart wonderful memories and an inspiring wonder of nature.
This is a family heirloom as much as we have any. It’s a set of rosary beads from my Mom’s side of the family and they remind me of my Grandmother and all of the strong women in my Mother’s family. I also have a very spiritual connection to rosary beads as I prayed the rosary often in high school.
My sister-in-law gave me this bell and I love it for so many reasons, but mostly because it reminds me of one of my most valuable mantras. Above all else…be kind.
This is my Dad’s carabiner. He played around with some rapelling for awhile but it wasn’t a lasting hobby. However, this carabiner stayed on his backpack at all times and it’s one of the things that I’ve cherished the most since he passed. I clipped it to my own backpack when we hiked LeConte in August and I often carry it with me on trips as my way of bringing him with me.
This is an assortment of custom jewelry made for me by people who love me. There are reminders of races I’ve run and trinkets relating to my kids and mantras to guide me. There’s a lot of love in these items.
And this is my place. It felt a little silly making it and I know my family kinda all side-eyed each other, but it has already started serving it’s purpose. I walk by this little spot every time I come into my bedroom and it forces me to think about what’s important for a moment, and already several times randomly I’ve sat on my pillow in front of it, lit the candle, and just enjoyed a little bit of quiet time. It’s just a place meant to keep me grounded in what’s important while also inspiring me to let my soul soar a little bit.