Seated upon the porch one finds it unnecessary to comment upon or analyze what one sees and hears. It is enough that it is. Being is not something to be taken for granted nor overlooked, but something to be breathed in and celebrated with sweet contentment and a grateful heart. The porch is the home's sacred space of contemplation, the structural articulation of the home's most treasured and earnest secret. The porch speaks mutely all that we cannot say, but that we nonetheless know to be truest about our lives.
-Wendy Wright, Sacred Dwelling: A Spirituality of Family Life
Ellie, my peace fantasy has me in a room with bare, gleaming wooden floors, and a south-facing window with sun shining in. And me, in a rocking chair, knitting. It feels the way that picture feels. Thank you for sharing it -- I'm sending a copy to my spiritual guide.
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I linked to this today.
ReplyDeleteIt's always good to hear from you, Kate. Thanks for these comments!
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