A Sacred Life

A Sacred Life

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Day 10 - Sacred Ordinary



Turning the ordinary into the sacred. Objects into talismans. I was having a conversation with my husband about energy, specifically how objects become energized by us. We went to a high end craft fair yesterday. I came home with chocolate sauce.

As we were leaving, he asked what my intentions going into the craft fair were. Did I intend to buy anything in particular. I told him that I didn't have any but was open to any possibilities of seeing something that I might want. (His intention was to get a belt and some beads).

He did get the belt, but not the beads. He wanted some new ones to interchange with the ones he has. I told him I liked those beads and we continued the conversation about how we energized these beads (or whatever else it may be). They become a sort of talisman, at least for me.

This led me to look at all these "sacred objects" I have around me. River rocks, gemstones, feathers...bowls. I love ceramic bowls. Bits and pieces of the ordinary (and maybe some not-so-ordinary) that I have changed into something sacred for me.

I have enough. That in itself feels very sacred to me, having enough, being content and not feeling a need for anything (material). I am trying to unload stuff from my apartment and hopefully at the same time unload emotional clutter (fear, worry). When ever I came upon something at the show I did like (and was affordable) I had to ask my self, "Do you really need that?" No, but I like it and would like to have it around. My husband asked, (being practical), "Where are you going to put it?"

This takes some pondering as mostly all our wall space, shelf space is full. He then so kindly said,"I'd rather see your artwork on the wall instead". That kind of clinched it for me.

Today I finally cleared off my morning space, where I usually do my writing. It's been in hibernation for a few months.... and now it's back!

1 comment:

Carmen said...

I love your sacred space!

I have enough. That in itself feels very sacred to me, having enough, being content and not feeling a need for anything (material).

Favorite of your writing!