Hi friend,
At the end of the month, I try to choose a couple of the spaces in my home and share some stories from them. Instead of light housekeeping, I like to think of it as Lighthouse-keeping. A log of events that took place in and around The Lighthouse. It’s a fun way for me to reflect on more than just what I do, but where I do it, and think about my relationships with home and other environments.
When I first sat down to start writing this one, there wasn’t an obvious place to begin. For starters, I spent half the month away from home again (at Tall Man’s and in London). But what’s also true is that I spent a lot of time in my inner world in April—and it wasn’t always a comfortable place to hangout. I felt a lot of challenging emotions this month, and watched my inner critic take me to some dark places. I’ve been so focused on trying to stop telling myself stories and find the light in daily life that I haven’t felt very present here in this space.
What was my relationship with my home this month!? is the question I’ve been asking myself this week. And slowly, the answer has become clear: it was the place I retreated to.