Shaping Home

This weekend, events aligned for me in a very fortuitous way, and I had the chance to attend a workshop at Vancouver’s Shambhala Center entitled “Shaping Home.”

I meant to write about it Saturday afternoon, after it was over, and again on Sunday, but I found that I needed to spend both those periods of time practicing, rather than processing. It was a very positive and powerful experience, and I will be talking about it more and more, I think.

Much of the program time was spend in meditation, no surprise for a Shambhala event, and in particular with a focus on understanding what we mean when we say “home.” I was drawn to the workshop because we’re about to make a very different kind of living space for ourselves, and we need that space to be nurturing and uplifting. It was the first Shambhala workshop that I’ve attended, but it will certainly not be the last.

I have long been a little envious of (and deeply enjoyed) the calm, centered homes of a certain type of person, and I’ve come to realize that meditation and awareness and care make up the common thread between them. Granted, I didn’t come to that realization entirely on my own, but that fact reinforces for me how much I need to get back to meditation, and why Shambhala has been a good fit for me, when I have the courage to embrace it. I like teachers, you guys! And community! And loving-kindness!

I realize this post is a little light on specifics about what the workshop entailed, and what I took away from it. That’s partly intentional, both because I’m still processing and practicing and because it wasn’t entirely my own, so I want to be careful with how I share it. And it’s also because of circumstance – I’m watching RJ put banana all over his face while Dita hovers, waiting for him to drop it, and that whole thing requires my awareness and loving-kindness too. (He’s using a spoon and a dishtowel as accessories to eating chunks of banana. Parenting is really entertaining, you guys.)

I’ll leave you with this thought from Saturday, which I loved: Housekeeping is meditation. Making a home is not a project, it’s just breathing. It’s not about cleaning, it’s about caring for your world and the things in it.

5 thoughts on “Shaping Home”

    1. Thanks, Carol! I have had such a love-hate relationship with housekeeping over the years, and it’s nice to have a shift in perspective!

  1. I definitely agree that housekeeping can be a meditation, and a kind of gift to my family, but I struggle with the other side, my hard work not being noticed or appreciated. How do I let go of that? Perhaps something to meditate on!

    1. Shannon, I wish I knew! I try to think of the perpetual need to clean as a gift that keeps on giving, but I’ll admit, I’m not super good at that. Maybe also remember that it still has value to you even if no one else notices? <3

    2. Yes! Meditate on that for sure! And maybe remember that it has value for you, regardless of whether anyone else notices. Although, I suspect your husband, at least, appreciates it, and the boys will eventually.

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