A Room Of One’s Own
My Room
My typical day starts begins after everyone else in the house has been fed, dressed and organised. I try to have my own breakfast and always a cup of hot sweet tea. More often than not my tea gets cold and I reheat it in the microwave throughout the day when I think I have time to drink it. Today I have reheated it 4 times and had two sips from my cup.
It has been hard to find my way here. I became lost in day to day life. This somewhere has been forgotten and neglected in recent years but it has always been here. My beautiful gentle giant took my hand and helped me find my way back. He encouraged me to take off the dust sheets, open the windows and turn on the music so my room could live, breathe and sing once more.
In my mind my room is many things; a conservatory with large windows letting in light, house-plants growing in healthy profusion, tables and chairs to sit, share drinks and chat or write whilst enjoying the sunshine and the view outside of lawns, trees and hills.
It is a studio with room for easels, tables, sinks, mess, paints, brushes, tools, canvases on the walls , sculptures on tables, works in progress inviting reflection, creation and invention.
It is a lounge full of soft comfortable couches and chairs, ideal for curling up, snug with a gently crackling pot belly stove in the corner, enough light and cushions to read, write, knit or sew.
It is a sewing room with a trestle table to strew beads, threads, material and all else needed to make gorgeous creations.
It is a bedroom, warm and inviting in which to loll, read and dream to my hearts content.
Most of all it is a place with no time, no clocks, no deadline, no demands, no interruptions. A place where I can start and finish when and where I want.
My room is something of a house; a place for everything I am with room for everything I want to be.
A place where my tea never gets cold.
Heather Blakey
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I could- for certain use a room like this too.
Ps that last line is brilliant
anita marie
Anita Marie
19 Apr 07 at 12:20 pm
This sounds very much like the room you have been allocated at Riversleigh Chefleur - and tea never goes cold there.
Heather Blakey
19 Apr 07 at 10:19 pm
No clocks, deadlines or demands. Can I come over?
lorigloyd
19 Apr 07 at 10:31 pm
It is just the room where I would like to spend time with someone I love very dearly. Your writing is wonderful.
I don’t like my tea to get cold.
Terryanne
25 Jun 07 at 1:22 pm
A perfect kind of room.
imogen88
25 Jun 07 at 11:32 pm
What a lovely room…maybe we can’t live there all the time, but that makes every rare visit all the more precious…
kvwordsmith
14 Mar 08 at 1:18 pm