Life is starting to take on a recognizable shape. I feel a little less shell shocked and a little more creative than yesterday. I am starting to envision this room without all the furniture, pictures and knickknacks.
Once it is empty, which may take a few weeks, because there really is a whole lot of my sister in here, I will have a blank canvas and that is always exciting. I am thinking a bed, a small bookcase, and a desk, just the essence of me to begin with. A quiet contemplative place to regenerate, uncluttered by too many remnants from the past.
I brought only the most sacred of my possessions here. Anyone wanting to know who I really am can tell from these things I hauled across the country and will set out in my own space some day. It will be the first time that I did not bring any mementos that are not purely me. No family heirlooms, no inherited books unless I actually use them, nothing that isn't pertinent to who I am now.
Imagine the chance to wipe the slate clean and start from scratch after all these years! What a blessing!
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