sacred space / by Shelby Robinson

2017 has started how I dreamed it would. Exactly how I'd like to see the rest of the year to go. And it feels incredibly empowering. 

2017 has been intentional, creative, independent. It's been freeing and joyful and filled with the most lovely balance of my people and my self. It's brought clarity and peace. It's been rejuvenating. Which feels so good because I felt like the tail end of 2016 wasn't any of these things ― I felt tired, off-balance, frustrated and mostly, just out of sync with myself. 

You see, I moved home last March after a year and some months abroad, back to my childhood home. And it was difficult. Not that I don't love or cherish my family, but because I'm an independent person who craves solitude and an immense amount of personal space. And it was difficult to cultivate this separate space at home. 

On January second I moved into my own apartment, complete with the things I dreamed my next space would be : cozy with hardwood floors and natural light and a bath tub. I even have a second room for my soon-to-be studio. It's been the most fulfilling thing to start the year adorning my new home and filling it with plants and candles and the things I kept in boxes in the basement at home. It feels more permanent. Like I'm no longer in transition. And the best part is, it's all my own. 

This move has made me think a lot lately about the relationship between physical space and emotional / mental space. How, the more sacred physical space you have, the more room you have for that sacred emotional space, too. The more space you have to grow and listen to your self. And the more uninterupted space you have to rejuvenate and come back to your self, the more peace and relaxation then spills over into all other areas of your life. 

And I can feel it  mornings that usually started anxious and rushed have now turned into slow mornings of NPR One and pour overs and watching the sunrise from my kitchen counter. My mornings start well and therefore my days feel lighter. Because I've intentionally started to create routines out of seemingly mundane tasks, they have become spaces for me to just be without thinking or planning or worrying that someone will try and ask me a question or ask when I'll be out of the bathroom (lol). These spaces have been in my morning coffee and in my evening baths (in the new tub that I'll never, ever tire of). They've been in my evening tea and in my daily phone calls with my people. 

And it's all of these small routines that begin to make waves. Day by day. I feel so grateful that I've been able to create these new routines that paint a theme for the rest of the year. That paint a picture of the person I want to become. 

Thank you, thank you to all of the friends and family who helped me move, provided home-things, groceries and the sweetest words of encouragement in this new transition. Thank you to all of the friends who've stopped over for mini-tours and games of Catan and quiet nights in. I'm incredibly lucky to have you in my life. I'm so fortunate to begin to make these sacred spaces with all of you in it. 

Cheers to a balanced, creative, intentional 2017.