The quiet place where you and your family can come to rest, to be, to restore and regroup. It is your sanctuary, and a place to find center once again.
Once upon a time, a long time ago, I visited a friends house and it was quiet. Her kids quiet, the space calm and my friend relaxed. Albeit her kids were older, but the experience inspired me to tame the chaos that had become my life with three kids and a working husband. In those days, I couldn't keep up with all there was to do. Any shades of ADD I might have had before had come into full form. I was scattered, my home a mess and my kids loud. We lived without routines and clung to any form of respite we could find. Television was a great escape, as we numbed ourselves to the chaos present not only in our space but our minds as well.
I didn't know then that it was possible to have order with young kids, or quiet in our space. It felt at the time, that I was destined to just getting by for the rest of time. My friend didn't know it, but she had pollinated me with the seed of calm that my spirit yearned for. From that moment on, I dedicated myself to cleansing my home and restoring order to my life.
I experimented with all sorts of tools and tricks, but discovered in the end, that good old fashioned hard work was what would right this ship. I created systems for clothes that the kids had grown out of, found families who would benefit from them and let go of the idea that I had to find the "right" or "responsible" place for them to go. I set them out into the universe trusting all good would return to me in kind. I cleaned out closets, created systems for hats and mitts (mitten clips are easily the best invention), and set to place some structure in our home so I too could rest. I got everyone a laundry basket, a garbage bin and chores within the home.
I set the intention that our home was an oasis. A place for us to rest, enjoy and restore ourselves. A place to connect, share and learn from one another. For each one of us to understand the privilege of living in such a nice home and the responsibility each one of us has in maintaining it. The home was becoming our sanctuary and noticeably the drama of life was more and more falling away. We were becoming like my friend and her family, calm, centered and cohesive.
Of course, we are not immune from a sibling squabble, messy rooms, or the occasional spell of the crazies, but life as we knew it has changed. I now know the power of releasing the old and making space for the new. We all have benefitted from this shift and are able to enter our lives renewed from time spent in our home oasis.