Making a Home

This year I moved to a city outside Washington, DC from another city that is near, but not as close to, our nation’s capital. If you know anything about the DC/Maryland/Virginia area, you know that life here can become pretty hectic and stressful if you are into that kind of thing. Often, one’s commute to work can be miserable, and it is possible to feel like much of your life is spent at work or in route to work. I do not like that feeling. Quite honestly, I prefer a quiet, uncomplicated life with access to “city life” when the mood hits me.

Classic Best-of-Both-Worlds Syndrome.

My answer to the hustle and bustle of Washington, DC is to create a home and a life that is a reflection of my inner self  and not a reflection of the chaos that is the Baltimore Washington Parkway. This means finding ways to connect with nature and others; it means finding time to read, write and create; it means being mindful of the things I buy, eat and consume.  And it means creating spaces for peace and harmony to exist.

The obvious place to start is our (did I mention that I am recently married?) home. We live in a two-bedroom townhouse in a planned community near Baltimore. Cookie-cutter houses notwithstanding, it is a clean, safe place to live while we devise a plan to buy and renovate an old farm house farther from the city.  Though not incredibly close, a very good vegan (with a ton of gluten-free options) restaurant, an organic market (on par with Whole Foods) and several farmers markets are accessible, and we have found a lovely Unitarian Universalist church to attend when the spirit moves us.

We have spent the last few months turning our house into a home. We began  by adding texture and color to the rooms, shelves to the kitchen, eco-friendly cleaning products to our cabinets, and books everywhere. It is comfortable here. I am starting to feel like we live, and not just sleep, here.

I am always looking for new ways to add another layer of comfort and familiarity to our home, and today, while reading Amanda Soule’s blog, SouleMama I came across a great idea: cloth napkins! I love the idea of using cloth napkins in our home instead of paper/disposable napkins. In addition to being “green,” using cloth napkins gives the home a very natural, balanced feeling. I am most excited about taking trips to local thrift stores in search of vintage napkins and napkin rings.

I will post pictures soon.


What Makes Sense

I am a writer.

I have only published one (very good) book review in a small southern magazine about five years ago. That book review gained the attention of the folks at O The Oprah Magazine, but when they called and asked for additional writing samples, I froze (I really did not have anymore material because I was working as a copy editor, and I was not writing on a consistent basis), and needless to say, I missed a very interesting opportunity.

I am a writer.

I am often afraid to write. Even as I type, I am afraid that I do not have anything to say, and this post will be a waste of cyberspace. I guess part of writing is pushing through the fear and trying to say something anyway.

I am a writer.

As a result of my obsession with writing and lack of production, I am looking for a therapist. Yes, a psychotherapist. Perhaps I will discuss my childhood, my marriage and other pertinent things during therapy sessions.

I am a writer.

I am a writer who loves to read and to listen to lectures on writing and creativity.  I love to play chess as much as I love to read, and I wish I could draw.

I am a writer.

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