That sounds like a title of an NPR show, doesn't it?
This is my little sacred table. It sits in my yoga room. I try to make it visible in my daily yoga practice because itspeaks to what is important to me. I thought I'd give you a closer look.
The table itself is one of the few decorative pieces that we brought from our old house. A lot of stuff was the wrong style or the wrong size. This little table didn't really fit our house, but we brought it because it was Scully Cat's perch. The table sat by a window, and Scully watched birds. I still think of Scully when I see this table. I love that I can still feel connected to animals that have moved on. (Have I told you my pet ghost stories? Remind me to tell you.)
My mama just hangs out on the table. It is a reminder of good things in the future.
I keep a few stones here. The big one is from my trip to Seattle in 1999. It means a lot not only because it was the farthest I had been from home, but also because I decided that I wasn't going to move across the country for grad school, and a huge part of that decision was my commitment to Nathan. It represents taking a leap of faith, of making choices based on hope instead of fear. I bought the pink and grey stones our last trip to Asheville.
My sweet 37206 bowl. It reminds me that I left a big piece of my heart in East Nashville. I think about the Curvy Yoga Studio and my sweet friends so so often, and I love this zip code reminder. The bowl keeps my rosary safe. It was my yoga teacher training graduation present.
I adore my mala. I had been looking for one for a while, but nothing really spoke to me. Until I came across this one. It represents a fresh start and reminds of the courage needed to move from the old to the new. I found it in the middle of yoga teacher training and all of the old job upheaval. It is perfect for me. You can read more about my mala in this blogpost from several months ago.
This little guy is Happy the Hippo. He is my little good luck charm. Years and years and years ago (1997, maybe?), he was on my dashboard when I was almost in a car accident. Ever since, he has been my buddy. You know how most groups of friends have that person they all pick on? In college, that was me via Happy. He was cryogenically preserved in Jello. He was thrown onto the roof of a classroom building in the middle of the night. He had adventures down the trash chute. He was thrown out of a sunroof on the interstate in Nashville. Happy has lived a very full life. And now that he has retired from his days of adventuring, he hangs out here. He makes me smile. He reminds me of college.
A little more than five years ago, Nathan and I were pregnant. And we referred to our baby as Gnomie. And then we weren't pregnant. And now gnomes tie me to that baby, to that memory. Gnomes make me smile. Not only does this cute little guy remind me that deep down I am a mother, but it also reminds me that pain doesn't last forever. That wounds heal. That everything is temporary, and that is okay.
Strangely enough, this red penguin represents Nathan. We spent our tenth anniversary at 21C in Louisville (you can click here to read that post) and I brought this penguin home. It was such a fantastic trip, event though we were just an hour from home. It reminds me of how much joy we find with each other, on both the big days and the everydays.
This little cup brings my two groups of support together. The jar/cup represents the BlogGirls. The first time Miranda came to our house, she brought us a candle. When it was burned out, I kept the jar. It is a nice representation of the support that I have. The shells and smooth wooden pieces came from Carrie, who is part of my Curvy Yoga Teacher Training group. Those women hold such sacred space in my heart. Sorry the unicorn didn't make the table, Nikki, but it is always in my purse.
Add the candle (which changes out depending on my mood), and that's that!
This little table makes me happy. It keeps me grounded. It reminds me of so many important things in my life. I am collecting additional things that I know I will start rotating in and out, but I really enjoy this combination.
Do you have a place to collect your sacred objects? Do you keep them somewhere that you can see them?