Thursday, May 30, 2013

Room of daydreams

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I've long been a fan of daydreaming. Meditation? Eh. But daydreaming... letting my mind wander... surprisingly, it settles me. There's power in meandering thoughts. There's power in giving ourselves the nod of approval to sit and seemingly do nothing. 

During the past week or so I've made an effort to sit up in my room, alone, in the afternoon for a spell. It never lasts long, and often my quiet time ends up with a bed full of checker boards and Uno cards and arms and legs, but simply making an effort to have the space - the room - to stretch and breathe and daydream makes all the difference in my attitude. 

In the same respect, I love our room. I love the tranquility of sheer curtains and the comfort, as well as familiarity, of a handmade quilt. Way back when Lucas and I were getting ready to share an apartment, the only hesitation I had in the very back of my mind was if I'd be able to share a bedroom... {I'm not sure I have ever even mentioned that to him!} but luckily he has always been the most patient, loving man, and easy going in terms of decor and whatnot. He's long understood and put up with my love of our bedroom, in whatever house we are in. The need for quiet. The need for space. The need to quietly move from sleep to wakefulness {that, unfortunately, has gone out the window with having little ones about...}

And while my children might not understand that forcing the alarm clock is not a pleasant way for mommy to wake up, they do understand that our bedroom is for snuggles and daydreaming and rest. Even if sometimes they bounce and we give airplane rides with our feet, and we tell silly stories or jokes, for the most part there is much conversation and secrets told and dreams shared. It is a place where together or separate, we worship and delight in dreams. 

You need room to do that. You need space. You need to give yourself permission to do nothing but let the mind wander, and the dreams to surface, and the willingness to follow their lead. 




6 comments:

  1. I can't wait until I can daydream again. I miss it. I miss the space and the lightness. It is where creativity flows eternal. Now I know your secret ;) Bwahahaha...

    This is filled with so much lightness. I can almost breathe it in.

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    1. It really is, Alita! I hope you get some time for daydreaming after this quarter ends!

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  2. Daydreaming is wonderful when we take the time :)

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  3. Ahhh, I remember my love of daydreaming! And I love that you are making the connection between meditation and daydreaming. I believe that the two are actually one. The term "daydreaming" has a negative stigma, like it's a time wasting thing that children do. Meditation is the grown-up word that makes it acceptable to have periods of rest with passing thoughts. Have you ever tried to empty your mind of thoughts? What writer can do that? Writers are dreamers for a very good reason.
    Your quilt, the sheer curtains, the space where you dream is so lovely. I would spend all day in a room like that.

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  4. Oh, I do love those moments we are free to daydream.

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  5. i agree! when mine older kids quit napping, we had quiet time after lunch every single day - they played quietly and mama escaped to her room with a book or some knitting. we're still doing it because i NEED it :)

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