Do you have places or times in your life that are sacred to you???
I am talking about those moments that you treasure, hold dear and make your heart sing.
Places or spaces where you want to drop everything, that make you want to rush to them, knowing that you will find happiness, peace and comfort there. It does not have to be associated with religious acts or buildings, it can be associated with everyday places or spaces that you regard with great respect and reverence.
Before joining a church the word sacred held no meaning to me. I certainly did not know how to treat something as sacred or how to show respect towards experiences or places.
Generally the word sacred means:
Connected with God (or the gods) or dedicated to a religious purpose and so deserving veneration
If you are not religious finding sacred moments in life can still apply. As I have pondered over what is sacred to me I have been surprised by how many sacred moments and places I do have in my life. I have become aware that I now love to seek out sacred experiences, to help create them and to believe in them.
Some sacred places or spaces to me are:
Dinner time at our dinner table
Late night pillow talk with my husband
Family prayers in our lounge room
Family group hugs
Where I kneel to pray each day
At my computer desk where I feel inspired to write
My blog where I share feelings of my heart
My home where precious moments happen
My car {bus} where we talk about things that matter most
In the bathroom where I chat to my kids whilst washing their hair
My lap where my cherubs snuggle and cuddle with me
In the arms of my husband where I feel comforted and secure
In my mind where I let my thoughts run free
The older I get the more I desire sacred places and spaces. I seek for moments to treasure and to make my heart sing. My days feel like they are getting shorter, my kids are getting older and I want to hold sacred all the years we have together.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post! And such a good question. . .
One of my sacred times is when my children hug or kiss me. Lately, I've been stopping and just really enjoying those planned and spontaneous moments of affection and bonding. I also consider pillow talk with my husband sacred.
Those are such special times and places, and mine would be very similar, but thank-you for making me stop and think about them! xx
ReplyDeletethanks for your comments ladies...I have been working on trying to appreciate my life a little more and so glad you share the love of the same special moments. N x
ReplyDeleteEarly mornings when both kids are in the mood for cuddles in bed with Mum. And waiting on the front step every day at 3.15 when Daddy comes home from work. Those are the best!
ReplyDeleteI love this today. One of our sacred times is in the morning when we gather around to read the scripture together. It is something that we all enjoy and cherish. The girls get up at 5:30 am without complaint and gather each morning for scriptures and prayer. It truly helps make our home just a bit closer to heaven.
ReplyDeleteAnother beautiful and though-provoking post Naomi.
ReplyDeleteFor me a sacred space is early morning before the children get up, snuggled up in the hammock downstairs with Captain V looking out over our amazing front yard and watching the day start to come to life - precious.
xx Felicity
Beautifully written once again Naomi.
ReplyDeleteAnd a question for me to think about. :)
love the early morning cuddles in the morning Kellie and I so want to get a hammock for snuggles Felicity. Patty Ann I love the early morning scripture study you have happening and thanks for dropping by Jo. Naomi x
ReplyDeleteI agree with you on hair washing time - I love it too, and early morning snuggles with the whole family in the bed!
ReplyDeleteI would also have to include some nature in my list. Perhaps tending to my garden, when my thoughts are my own. Several beaches are sacred to me.
I remember going to my Nanna's funeral about five years ago. I found the funeral stifling and restrictive (as funerals often are) but on the way to the wake, my hubby and I detoured past the house she shared with my grandfather. It was vacant, we let ourselves in to the back yard through the side gate and I just wept, and wept, and said goodbye. The power of place is very real.
Thanks for the lovely post Naomi
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