Hello dear ones, and welcome to my little corner of the internet.
If you were sitting in my living room, tucked into the corner of the couch, you’d see the wind tossing leaves against the sliding door. We’d be drinking hot cocoa and laughing at my son Valente’s antics.
He just turned three, so the questions are non-stop, and he always has to show off to any guests. We don’t have too many, since our little apartment is a whopping 436 square feet. Let me tell you, it’s an adventure living with my busy bee in our tiny space… but somehow, it’s working better than I ever expected. God has been so generous with us.
I’d love to share a little about our home. I have dealt with depression for most of my life, and as an introvert, I crave the safety of our little nest, especially when the depression is strongest. Oxy moronic though it may seem, this private little world is a huge part of the reason I decided to blog in the first place. It does scare me a bit to throw open the internet doors and invite people in, but as I so often have to remind myself, the delight will only multiply when shared.
And hey, practically speaking, we can fit a heck of a lot more virtual than physical people in here!
Our apartment may be small,
but I have learned so many lessons here about peace, and specifically about how to live from a place of peace, not just striving to get to a place of peace. When I’m stressed out and scrambling to keep the toys in their places and find my hair sticks and remember what I did with the spare clothes I’m sure I set aside for daycare—I drive myself more crazy than I already am!
The smallness of our space has slowly but surely taught me lessons in simplifying, and more importantly, about leaving behind a poverty mentality and choosing to live from strength and hope. Those are huge topics, and I plan to dig into them in more depth soon. I want to empower you with practical ideas to create your own place of peace, to turn your home into a safe haven from which you can conquer the world.
For now, let me leave you with one small idea:
the first thing you see when you walk in my front door happens to be a massive National Geographic map on the wall. The soft colors delight my soul, and the expansive size pricks my imagination every time I see it. It speaks to me of home and quiet and peace, and it also inspires me to dream bigger.
What is the first thing you see when you walk in your own front door? Do you want to keep that, or change it?
Until next time, dear heart.