Woke up this morning next to the basket of clothes I’ve been using as a closet and this feels like I was meant to read it today. What a beautiful perspective to share, thank you!
working in progressive housing policy i think a lot about this topic. it’s not just the objects, behaviors/habits or the space itself that can create a sense of impermanence or sanctity but it’s also the political, social and economic factors at play. because of rising home prices from ownership to renting, ontological security — or being able to fully take up space in your home — is rare these days. people begin to make choices about their homes based on long term market demands rather than what would suit their needs or interests. we all need to make home our homes.
Moved into a new space a few months ago and up until recently it's been hard for me to be happy with it. I would sulk through the halls, wallow in bed, or just wish for something more. A place that actually 'felt' like home. Even as I'm saying this, there's still stuff in boxes that I haven't unpacked.
But now, I'm understanding that it's mostly just my own perspective fucking me up in regards to this weird attachment to what a 'perfect' home should look like and what I thought I wanted.
I don't know what it is, but I feel like so many of us struggle with—not a drive—but this need for perfection. This need to reach some arbitrary level of sterile, unachievable cleanliness and homogeny. And anything that can't fit into that caliber isn't worth connecting with on any level.
But, when you get out of that way of thinking, looking back can feel honestly embarrassing in some ways. The amount of time you wasted being uncomfortable and existing in ways that were less than adequate, both physically and by extension mentally, because you didn't want to commit to something temporary is staggering. It makes you realize how just vital it is to always exist at your best and tend to what you need emotionally and mentally, no matter how useless you think it is to do so in the moment.
Anyways though, thanks for writing this up and for giving some recommendations to actually make this place inhabitable. Feels like this was the final push I needed to actually change some stuff around.
Beautifully written. I mentally drifted around my own home as I read this, noticing and observing all the random details. Now examining how deeply I want to be here, in this home, in the life I have here. Glad to ponder it all, thank you
Wow. As someone who has lived in 'liminal spaces' for the past 6-7 years, this post made me realise I've been living in a state of suspension. Waiting for life to start, never really allowing myself to feel at home, not decorating exactly the way I want to. I've made an effort to make rooms look nice but it's hard to feel 100% at home when you live with family as an adult. I've always looked forward to moving out and having my own place.
And I couldn't agree more that "the real luxury is not in owning perfect things, it’s in being at ease in your own space".
What a show 👏🏽 👏🏽 👏🏽, vintage spectacular, an inspiring environment, to create a beautiful story. Nostalgic, welcoming, however, it is a space that holds many memories. This I call a differentiated good taste. If it is a current resistance of some family or a scenario, congratulations 🎊
I’ve also fallen in love with the Quince linen bedding! I just can’t believe that sheets can make you SO happy! I love my home, but I’ve always struggled with “too much stuff.” I’m slowly releasing things that are of no use to me, but I love how you remind us to keep what we cherish and put it on display!
I curate my counter as I cook. Seeing your table made me realize I do it without thinking.
This is Living Art Meaningfully in the inner way we need to move through our days. It’s why I write about how people in history move through it, but even better to read here how we take it to heart at home.
Woke up this morning next to the basket of clothes I’ve been using as a closet and this feels like I was meant to read it today. What a beautiful perspective to share, thank you!
working in progressive housing policy i think a lot about this topic. it’s not just the objects, behaviors/habits or the space itself that can create a sense of impermanence or sanctity but it’s also the political, social and economic factors at play. because of rising home prices from ownership to renting, ontological security — or being able to fully take up space in your home — is rare these days. people begin to make choices about their homes based on long term market demands rather than what would suit their needs or interests. we all need to make home our homes.
"Home is a practice..."
Yeah, that did it for me.
Moved into a new space a few months ago and up until recently it's been hard for me to be happy with it. I would sulk through the halls, wallow in bed, or just wish for something more. A place that actually 'felt' like home. Even as I'm saying this, there's still stuff in boxes that I haven't unpacked.
But now, I'm understanding that it's mostly just my own perspective fucking me up in regards to this weird attachment to what a 'perfect' home should look like and what I thought I wanted.
I don't know what it is, but I feel like so many of us struggle with—not a drive—but this need for perfection. This need to reach some arbitrary level of sterile, unachievable cleanliness and homogeny. And anything that can't fit into that caliber isn't worth connecting with on any level.
But, when you get out of that way of thinking, looking back can feel honestly embarrassing in some ways. The amount of time you wasted being uncomfortable and existing in ways that were less than adequate, both physically and by extension mentally, because you didn't want to commit to something temporary is staggering. It makes you realize how just vital it is to always exist at your best and tend to what you need emotionally and mentally, no matter how useless you think it is to do so in the moment.
Anyways though, thanks for writing this up and for giving some recommendations to actually make this place inhabitable. Feels like this was the final push I needed to actually change some stuff around.
Beautifully written. I mentally drifted around my own home as I read this, noticing and observing all the random details. Now examining how deeply I want to be here, in this home, in the life I have here. Glad to ponder it all, thank you
Wow. As someone who has lived in 'liminal spaces' for the past 6-7 years, this post made me realise I've been living in a state of suspension. Waiting for life to start, never really allowing myself to feel at home, not decorating exactly the way I want to. I've made an effort to make rooms look nice but it's hard to feel 100% at home when you live with family as an adult. I've always looked forward to moving out and having my own place.
And I couldn't agree more that "the real luxury is not in owning perfect things, it’s in being at ease in your own space".
This resonated with me so deeply, thank you for writing this
What a show 👏🏽 👏🏽 👏🏽, vintage spectacular, an inspiring environment, to create a beautiful story. Nostalgic, welcoming, however, it is a space that holds many memories. This I call a differentiated good taste. If it is a current resistance of some family or a scenario, congratulations 🎊
OPoet@LuízKon'Z
Absolutely beautiful writing. Read loads of this out to my partner and it’s made us determined to really appreciate our home. Thank you xx
I’ve also fallen in love with the Quince linen bedding! I just can’t believe that sheets can make you SO happy! I love my home, but I’ve always struggled with “too much stuff.” I’m slowly releasing things that are of no use to me, but I love how you remind us to keep what we cherish and put it on display!
I curate my counter as I cook. Seeing your table made me realize I do it without thinking.
This is Living Art Meaningfully in the inner way we need to move through our days. It’s why I write about how people in history move through it, but even better to read here how we take it to heart at home.