Thursday, June 17, 2010
Seasons of Domesticity
I think when we begin to really invest our lives in the domestic arts, we realize that the creative outlets offered by "home" are limitless. It gets very exciting...and inspirational...and at times, overwhelming. Oh the choices!
Painting (walls, furniture, porches, decor, etc)
Sewing (pillows, quilts, curtains, toys, clothes, totes etc)
Making your own...cleaners, soaps, candles, body care
This list of possibilities could go on and on!
The home is an amazing place to be and to do.
I get passionate about the domestic life...creating beauty in the everyday is thrilling and gives us a practical platform for worship of the Lord and service to others. I have found that I must take care in realizing that I cannot do all these things at once.
There are seasons in our domesticity just as the seasons of the year:
My Spring is focused on deep cleaning, re-ordering, decorating, painting and gardening. The windows and doors are opened to warm breezes...the broom and dust-cloths are my daily companions. Stealing time away at thrift stores is a weekly treat. Seeds are planted, weeds are pulled, and I feel alive with all the energy the happy sun brings.
My Summer is a continuation of that, albeit slower, along with lots of cooking and time in the kitchen. All the fresh produce begs to be savored and rejoiced over! And the beautiful berries and cherries! To waste away summer in a hammock with bowls of sweet fruit surrounding me...heaven! This is time we vacation, celebrate birthdays, and camp. My favorite season of all.
My Fall is spent focused on creating daily learning and creative rhythms with my children, sewing, baking, and preparing/decorating for the holidays. Everything orange and gold and brown appeals to me...and pumpkin recipes reign on my menus. I always feel a bit melancholy because I am sad to see my sunny days get shorter and shorter.
My Winter is spent knitting, dreaming, reading, journaling, watching movies, putting meals in the Slow Cooker...a quiet hibernation. I used to despise winter, but now I have found it to be an agreeable friend. A season to turn inward, to contemplate, to meditate after a full year of domestic-busy and doing.
Sometimes I get trapped in thinking I need to be pursuing all of my interests all of the time. There simply is NOT enough hours in a day for this. I am not one to micro-manage every hour of my day to "fit everything in". I like to savor my days slowly and allow them to unfold gently. I keep a morning rhythm but allow the rest of my day to be influenced by the season...which for now means chopping and freezing peppers, munching on berries with my kids, preparing delicious marinades for grilling, making baby food, and sprucing up the master bedroom. My yarns are put away, the sewing machine is quiet, and the house is light with minimal decoration.
Here's to savoring the seasons in our homes...and not over-burdening our domestic-selves with unrealistic expectations. Enjoy the quarterly changes and rest knowing that where we are now is not where we will always be.