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As someone who is dramatically affected by place, one would think that my home is a sacred haven of serenity. I wish that were the case! Because I am constantly learning, and my life is dynamic and ever-changing, there’s always something to improve on around my house.

I’ve been reading in a feng shui book about the Form School, how sometimes we can feel unsafe, which can then lead to discomfort, bodily stress, misalignment and more, within our homes.


Although safety IS a concern of mine in general, in my years of study and experimentation with feng shui and intuitive interior design, I haven’t paid that much attention to the power of feeling safe in my home. For the most part, I do feel safe, crime-wise. So what else is there to say about safety?
Because safety isn’t just about crime, house alarms, and smoke detectors. It’s about the safety of our health, the safety of our relationships, the safety of our food, and the safety being who we really are without defensives up all the time.

When we realize there is a much broader context with which to view safety, then we can more easily see that addressing our homes regarding health, purpose, relationships, and nourishment contributes to a more powerful existence. For example, I needed my birth certificate for something. I have a lot of files and I know one of them contains copies of important documents. So I searched and searched for it. Through all my piles of clutter and even my semi-organized file cabinets, I couldn’t find it (shocking!). That made me feel uneasy, scattered, annoyed. It’s a fairly important document and it wasn’t where I thought it was. That simple uneasiness had me feeling unsettled for over 24 hours (until I found it, basically). That unsettled feeling led to distraction, anger, frustration at myself for not putting the document away, which in turn led to strain on my relationship with my husband, and from there I’m sure my son felt it too.

All from the seemingly small thing of misplacing my birth certificate.

Seeing that safety relates to feeling safe in my skin, both literally and figuratively, had a huge impact on me. If I caught on earlier that a lack of feeling safe could transfer to my child, then I would’ve made different decisions about just moving something to an illogical place. My son got a “compromised” mama because I was caught up in where I put that important document and because of that my son might possibly feel unsafe, too.

My lack of organization and heaps of clutter aren’t just a headache, they can make my entire family feel uneasy, and worse, it wouldn’t necessarily be clear to us why we felt that way!

So I have made a commitment to go through my clutter and my paper piles so that I can reduce that unsafe feeling in my home. It’ll take a lot of time. It’s not the fun part of home decorating or even the instant gratification of vacuuming, but I know that feeling safe and secure is key to feeling comfortable. And feeling comfortable is key to living the life I want to live.


Making space


I recently rearranged and decluttered the entry room in my house. I’ve been meaning to clean and clear it for a long time. Over a year, to be honest. I knew I wanted to move a few pieces of furniture out of there, put some books away, and rearrange the seating. Above you’ll see a blank wall that used to have a piece of furniture up against it. It was a simple piece, not cluttered at all, and fit perfectly. For some reason, in our rearranging, when that piece moved elsewhere, we didn’t put anything back there to replace it.

It was weird to have the blank wall. At first, I just told myself, “Don’t worry, if you don’t like it, we can always shift things around again.” When talking to friends about the rearranging, I kept calling it a blank wall, as if it needed to be filled soon. Didn’t it? Wouldn’t everyone know that it was “missing” something?

That’s when it hit me!

I got a little anxious about the space that was there. There was a bit more freedom to move, and there was a place to rest my eyes in my continuously-furnished house. Oooh. Making space for things to NOT be there is really key for me. I’m always trying to make space to put something. I rarely make space so that nothing goes there.

With the new room layout, and the increased resting space, I find that I want to be in that entry room all the time now. I want to read in there, host guests in there, sit in there, and just hang out in there. And my family does too, it seems.

So when you’re thinking of moving things around, and you get a chance to make some space for yourself, try it out. You can always put it back later. But that 4 foot square empty wall space has almost immediately given us more breathing room and I know I could use a few more breaths during the day.

I’m not ready…

…and I don’t know.

Those two things have stopped me countless times in my life. I don’t know, and I’m not ready. I have needed to be ready and all-knowing my entire life, and I know this will surprise you, but I STILL haven’t become “ready” or “all-knowing.”

The Power in Place, and my personal work within this idea, is ever-evolving. I’ve read a lot of books on how to create a sacred, cleared, perfect, reflective, meditative, clean, inspiring, creative, profound, and comfortable home. All that knowledge has created a few turning points, several awesome parties, a business, and more, but in no way was I ever completely ready, or an expert at the time of those transformative moments. Far from it!

So instead of launching this blog, and hopefully a future business, when I am (and everything else  is) ready, I decided to just start walking the path.

I want to share about the process of creating sacred space, the ideas that lead (and have led) me, and others in my life, to success or even just progress, and honestly, my failures along the way too.

By winnond, published on 09 September 2013
By winnond, published on 09 September 2013

If I pretend it’s always working out perfectly, or I have it all together, I do you (and myself) a dis-service. I make it about perfection and I can’t talk about The Power in Place if I’m only showing you the end result, all nice and polished. I won’t be sharing the power component!

So I’m not ready, and I don’t know, and I want to move forward and begin, anyway.

Join me. We’ll figure it out together.

Please share a moment when you weren’t ready, and how you moved through it to just begin. Your stories will inspire me, and I hope to return the favor!