The recent snowstorm caught me by surprise. I was just gearing up for Halloween festivities (also my birthday!) and was unprepared for the power outage, bitter cold and dangerous ice everywhere. It certainly wasn’t like any Hallows Eve I can remember! All I wanted to do was to stay home (which isn’t like me) and keep warm. I must be getting old, I thought. But hey, it happens to all of us, and birthdays are a perfect time to remember what matters most … and this year what mattered was to be home, warm, with my man, snuggled in bed.
I put thick flannel sheets on our bed, switched to a heavier down comforter and put a soft blue-grey blanket at the foot of the bed to pull up if we wanted even more warmth. All of my bedding is organic, fair trade and luxurious — which, thankfully, is no longer hard to find. I love the look and feel of a well-made bed. I believe we escape the assaults of life by creating sanctuary in our homes, and become more balanced and centered from the outside in. From this nurtured, fortified, healthy place, we can prepare ourselves to take on the injustices of life, which are many.
I contemplate Naomi Klein’s brilliant Occupy Wall Street speech from the comfort of my cozy bed (via laptop — no to TV in the bedroom!). Her words, “Being horizontal and deeply democratic is wonderful,” make me feel less guilty about not being more involved in this important movement. But I am in spirit! Her words of love and non-violence resonate with all that I believe. From my sumptuous loft environs I doze off with even loftier dreams of making the world a better place.
The next morning Andy walks sleepily into our sunny kitchen. He scratches his rumpled hair, smiles and says, “You give good bed.” I smile back and think that we all have our battles to wage, small and large, and we all need to do our part, knowing that everything begins at home (with a good night’s sleep).
Warm Home Blessings,