I think that everyone should have at least one nest. A nest is a place in which you can retreat from the world, nurture yourself, and replenish your soul. For me, that nest is definitely my home. I LOVE MY HOME! I really do. I love decorating it, I love tending to it, and I love to entertain in it. But most importantly, I love the way I feel when I’m there. When I am in my home, I feel like all is right with the world. It is truly my sanctuary.
I maintain the essence of my sanctuary by editing it and guarding it. In a world full of excess, I make conscious decisions about what belongs in my home and what doesn’t. I only invite close friends to spend time in my home. I decorate my space with things that I love to look at and that make me smile. I surround myself with things that remind me of beautiful experiences that I’ve had and that prompt me to recognize and be appreciative of my abundance.
Tending to my home is a priority of mine because I know that when I feel safe in my home and surrounded by sentimental things that remind me to be grateful, my mental and emotional states are nurtured and maintained. In other words, I am a better Jennifer when my home is in order and reflects the me I aspire to be.
But your nest doesn’t necessarily have to be your home. It can be a room in your home or even outside of your home. When I was growing up, I lived in a crowded apartment in New York City and didn’t really have a space to call my own, so I sought such places out. And among the spaces I thought of as my nests were the Conservatory Gardens in Central Park, a window seat on the the M7 bus, and the Countee Cullen branch of the New York City Public Library.
I spent time in these places regularly and always looked forward to those times. A nest can be any place that makes you feel alive, and authentically yourself. Any place where you don’t have to be anybody but yourself, and you feel replenished after you leave.
So what is your nest?