Sunday, July 30
cozy homely homes series ♥ the gilmore house
Sunday, July 23
the art of making a home {a vlog}
Homemaking surely is the most important work, as C.S. Lewis said. It is the anchor, the root, and also the branches...the thing that keeps everything else, both steadied at home as well as out into the world. Far from a burden, it is endlessly beautiful. In homemaking, you lose yourself to the creativity, imagination, and delight. But, you also find yourself, too. In the beauty, the importance, the value, the meaning. In the heart of making a home.
Dear reader friends, I have put together a little video sharing just a teeny bit from my heart on something I love so dearly and believe in so deeply...homemaking. The art of making a home. I would be honored if you would take just a few minutes of your time, sit back somewhere comfortable and enjoy this little vlog. In it, I take you on a wee tour around my room, as I have loved making it a space that is cozy, comfortable, reflective of me and all that I love, and beauty. And I share a few thoughts from my heart to yours...
You can watch the video by clicking here.
Until next week, my dear readers...
May your day be filled with lovely moments, and may your heart be reminded of the beauty and value in the art of making a home.
♥
Sunday, July 16
the joys of a quiet life
I have a laptop computer that I use for entertainment as well as my blogging. But, other than that, I do not have any internet devices. My phone obviously has access to the internet, but I try to use it sparingly. When we go grocery shopping, eat at a restaurant or anything along those lines, we are the rare sight of people actually connecting with one another. I find it so sad to see families and couples and groups of friends sitting at a table to share a meal with all their heads down looking at some sort of device. You can't even go into a waiting room at the doctor's office and see one person reading a book or magazine anymore. I consider it a blessing to be at a restaurant with my family and actually talk with them. Though I must say it can feel quite weird being the odd one out with a real book in hand while in a waiting room or anywhere for that matter. (I was delighted to see a fellow physical-book-reader at the car care center while we were waiting for our oil to be changed a few weeks ago. I do not remember the last time I saw a fellow physical-book-reader!)
Because we do not have 24/7 access to the world-wide-web in our back pocket, we do not have trouble with being on the Internet all the time. I am very serious and conscious and opinionated about this. I go on the internet for a few minutes before I get dressed for the day. I check the news, weather, emails, etc. Then I spent a bit of time online before bed, watching my shows, blogging, catching up on a couple YouTube channels I subscribe to. I also check the news again, weather, emails, etc. Other than that, I may go online for a few minutes here or there during the day, usually for a specific purpose, (I'm confident that scrolling for the sake of scrolling is anything but healthy and good) but I do not want to be consumed by the online world. I learned a couple years ago that I do not need to check the news more than twice a day, anything else causes severe anxiety for me. And I can honestly say that on days when I am on the internet more than others, my anxiety goes up through the roof. And often, I take longer breaks from the online world, not going online at all for sometimes a week at a time. (Except for checking emails, daily weather forecasts and the news.)
We read real books.
I am really adamant about reading real books only. To think of all the bookstores closing and our world turning into a download-only place makes me so sad and heartbroken. There isn't a grand reason as to why we choose real books over Nooks or Kindles, but one reason is that I don't like the idea of staring at a screen for every single thing I do. I find that completely absurd and ridiculous. Besides that, have you ever taken a good sniff of a book....especially old ones. Oh, my, do they smell delightful! And to feel the pages between your fingers and to fold down the corner of the page when you're done with that chapter....there's nothing like it.
I still buy CDs.
Music is one of my great loves. But I don't do the whole iTunes, downloading thing. I love having a real, physical CD that I can stick into the car player and hit "play". Just another thing to add to living a quiet life.
I use a real camera when taking pictures.
I'm the girl at the concert or standing beneath a waterfall or crouching low in the flowers taking pictures with a real camera. I have been the only one at a concert not using my phone to capture the moments unfolding before my eyes. Though, I do feel more comfortable using my phone in some settings, it's not the norm for me. That can be very uncomfortable at times, especially for an introverted person such as myself. There's something great and beautiful about the art of photography that is completely gone when using a phone as opposed to an actual camera. Up until just two years ago, I had a simple point-and-shoot pink digital camera. I used that thing all the time and still have it in my bag, but nowadays my DSLR camera goes practically everywhere with me. In fact, when buying a new purse, I purposely make sure it is large enough to carry my camera. Capturing beauty requires slowing down, pausing, observing, admiring, and soaking in and savoring the moment. In my opinion, a real camera is the only tool that encourages those things.
The outdoors is our sanctuary.
It is such a rare occurrence to see folks outside just "shooting the breeze" as my Grandpa would say. For us, however, it is an odd day when we haven't gone outside to walk around the yard, sit under the tree, and just chat about life and everything under the sun. Again, real talking, face to face. It's a good thing. I firmly believe that time in nature is a must for healthy living....I'm pretty sure studies have proven that.
Sometimes we go on afternoon drives through the country.
Or head downtown to see the river. In fact, this happens quite regularly around here. We will all gather in the car, pack some drinks or snacks (sometimes we'll get a treat out), and head out for an afternoon adventure. My Grandpa was known for his love of rides. He loved "to take a cruise" as he would put it. My mom says that she grew up in the backseat of her family car, going for rides each weekend all around New Jersey. This is one of the simplest, yet most impactful, family activities you can do. And you never outgrow it, either! In fact the older you get, the more you appreciate it.
Home-cooked meals are the norm.
Sitting around the table, enjoying a meal, and lingering there long after the last dish has been cleared and put in the dishwasher, just laughing and talking is something that really needs to be revived in America. I don't know about other countries, but here in the States, family dinners which were once the norm are now on the "going extinct" list. And the consequences are sad and damaging, to say the least. I am of the very firm belief (I'm incredibly stubborn about this!) that home-cooking, gathering around the table, conversing and sharing is of utmost importance. Sometimes eating dinner on the couch while watching a movie is fun, too, though eating in front of the TV should be the exception, not the rule.
Home is where our hearts are.
Growing up, my sister and I did not have after-school activities. We weren't involved in sports, not because our parents didn't allow it, but rather because we had zero interest in them. (I am quite possibly the least athletic person you will ever meet.) My mom really instilled in us a love for home and family and we continue to live that out, the three of us, daily. Most of our days are spent at home doing home things. They are ordinary days, but sweet ones. We do get out regularly, doing things we enjoy and getting errands accomplished, but you can't have a heart for the home if you're never there. (I'm writing a full post on this topic soon.) We aren't constantly going here and there, and our lives are not busy. The world may glorify the busy way of living, but there aren't many, if any, benefits of that sort of living.
William Drummond was right, indeed, when he said that a quiet life is full of such sweet delight. These are just a few of the ways that my family and I have chosen to go against the norm of fast-paced, noisy, complex living, and embrace a lifestyle of slow living that is simple, meaningful, and close-knit to our family and others, nature and all that is good and beautiful.
Again, I did not write this post to dish out a serving of guilt upon you, but rather to encourage and inspire you that it is possible to live a slow, simple and meaningful life in a world that promotes and glorifies living a chaotic, complex and noisy one.
I would love to hear some of the ways that you live a quiet and simple life. Do share below...let's inspire on another!























