The house shelters

Early Morning by Moritz von Schwind (1858)
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“If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming…the house allows one to dream in peace.”Gaston Bachelard

I saw this quote from Bachelard on a Celestial Seasonings box of Sleepytime tea. I found it charming, and at first I agreed with it.  Then I thought “Tell that to a busy mother…a house that allows one to dream in peace? Only if the kids are away at school!”  Even if everyone is gone, our homes may continue to shout or nag at us, pointing out the paper piles, the dusty surfaces, the streaked windows.

But that doesn’t mean Bachelard is wrong about houses.  The house can shelter daydreaming, if we allow it to do so.  For some of us, this will mean putting the outward appearance to order with at least a bit of tidying up.  For others of us, it will mean looking beyond the undone chores to see the beauty that always lies beneath, even if hidden.

And really, even the clutter can evoke reverie.  The craft supplies and half-finished projects bring thoughts of anticipation at sharing our creativity with others.  The dusty trinkets may bring back memories of an enchanting trip or a charming phase in a child’s life. Piles of old letters and photographs noiselessly sound the delightful din of loving voices surrounding our hearts with joy.

Most all of us agree there’s no place like home.  When singing the praises of our dwelling places, we typically cite the solace of familiarity, the comfort of one’s own bed or sofa, and the pleasant busyness of self-chosen, self-directed projects in process. But perhaps Bachelard, in his wonder-filled wisdom, has seen something we may have missed.  Maybe the sense of security that engulfs us when we return home is based, at least partly, on its being the haven for our daydreams; a safe cocoon where our hearts can bask in beautiful realities that are too fragile for the world outside.

Today, I hope you will take a few minutes to allow your home to be a sheltered place for daydreams.

This post was first published seven years ago today. The original post, comments and photo are linked, along with two other related posts, below. These links to related posts, and their thumbnail photos, do not appear in the blog feed; they are only visible when viewing the individual posts by clicking on each one. I have no idea why, nor do I know how they choose the related posts. That’s just the way WordPress does things.

6 Comments

  1. FlowIntoWords's avatar

    A beautiful way to see the home for adults and children alike ❤️

    • Julia's avatar

      Thank you! I’m so happy you like it.

  2. You’re right, Julia. Just when you think you have the time for leisure or to tackle the task planned, something always shows itself undone. The way to carry it out is not to see it as an added inconvenience but rather as an opportunity to glorify God in any good form of work. And beneath the rubble is revealed the place of peace to dream you may have been searching for. Then as you enjoy the moment in respite it will have been further enhanced by God’s pleasure in your effort on His behalf.
    -Alan

    • Julia's avatar

      Alan, I had to smile at the phrase “beneath the rubble” because that’s one PERFECT description of where I find myself right now…let’s hope I can find that place of peace. So far, it’s elusive, except for the big overriding relief of having Matthew home and in MY care. Even though I’m exhausted, I am so happy for him to be in the place where he is loved and cared for. My Daddy always said that praying for “the peace that passes understanding” is the prayer that never failed him. Perhaps I’ll try that for myself. Thanks for being here with us on this journey…

      • One who embraces prayer will never know despair. And in that state of hope is enabled an unexplained peace at the most unexpected moment.
        -Alan

        • Julia's avatar

          Thank you, Alan! As my long delay in getting to these comments might suggest, I’m sorely in need of that “unexplained peace” but for now, must content myself with simply surviving and hoping. I appreciate your presence here! So sorry I’ve been so long away, but it has been an unavoidable delay. Thanks for understanding.

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