When we moved to Brookwood Court, I had this pretty vision of how I wanted my daily life to be – the early morning coffee in my bedroom reading nook, walking the pups along the ponds, writing or working in the sunny corner of my upstairs office. Afternoons chores and errands, followed by reading in the living room with a cup of tea, or curling up in the cozy library corner of the basement when the weather was cold and gray. Preparing meals in my large, bright kitchen, with some Chopin, Debussy, or Secret Garden playing softly in the background.
Well, guess what?
My vision came true.
That doesn’t often happen in life, does it?
Real life rarely looks like what we picture in our minds. And even when life mirrors imagination, sometimes it doesn’t turn out to be as fulfilling as we had hoped.
But a good number of my days play out exactly as I imagined they would, and they feel as right as I had hoped. I have such an overwhelming sense of contentment here, a feeling of being in exactly the right place at the right time. The restlessness that plagued me for the past few years is gone.
I feel at home.
If you know me, either “virtually,” or in real life (or both!) you know how much of a homebody I am. Sometimes I love my home too much, want to cocoon myself safely away from the rest of the world which seems more and more cacophonous and intrusive. I don’t fight it anymore, but simply indulge myself in the need to nest, trusting the instincts that tell me to say home, be quiet, revel in the stillness.
The real world constantly urges our participation, invites us to expect big things, exhorts us to make something happen.
We’re forever being nudged to the next big thing.
Right now I’m just letting contentment happen, and for me that’s something big.
How about you? What’s the big thing in your life right now?