Sanctuary...

Life has a rhythm...or so we'd like to think.  Teri and I tend to look forward to the month or two after the Christmas holidays as a time to relax, clean, create fresh space, celebrate our birthdays and let life settle back into a cozy, pleasant rhythm.  We are typically ready to recreate our home as sanctuary after the very public holiday season.  Alas, this year, the universe just doesn't seem to want to cooperate.

When my kids were still living at home, even in the tumultuous teenage years, we had a rhythm too.  We'd generally clean and purge their toys and clothes before Christmas and then get the house and our lives in order before they went back to school in January.  Of course, my kids were used to me--my tendency to need order, my determination that dirty laundry wouldn't pile up and everything would have a "home," my obsession with systems to keep things clicking along at a relatively organized pace and I was used to them and their individual personalities.  When Teri and I partnered and moved in together, it took us a while, but we've basically created our own agreements, culture and understanding of how domestic life gets lived.  But, it is no longer just the two of us.

Teri and I have found ourselves very focused lately on this idea of sanctuary; of bolstering our surroundings to support positive energy and the way we feel about each other and our lives.  We've been sorting and cleaning, making decisions about new furniture, rugs, curtains and rearranging things.  We finally asked ourselves if our need to do all this now has anything to do with trying to control our home environment since we no longer have the sort of easy energy that we've been used to.  I know it sounds kind of woo woo, but we both really value peace and think of our home as our fortifying sanctuary.  My kids used to tease me about my use of the word "haven"--I would say, "Our home is our haven!" as a way of bringing things back from the brink of chaos.  Family life and living socially in relationship with others can be a bit chaotic, but it can also be pleasant, peaceful and positive and that is really what Teri and I value.  Even when we first moved in together and we were struggling to put together two completely different and separate lives, we kept the focus on the fact that we both wanted to get through to the other side; we both wanted the same result.

So, we are bumping along a little now in the attempt to both accept things as they are and recreate the sort of environment that feels good and right for us.  We keep turning back toward each other in our way--sometimes with a little bickering, nudging and frustration and sometimes with a sense of absolute teamwork. For us, the outside world is where we do battle and take on the big stuff--home is where we get to be ourselves, enjoy the people we love, and wrap ourselves in the positive healing energy of space and stuff.  Home is the sanctuary...