Sacred Spaces and Sugar Skulls
I enjoy sitting in dim lighting. That's a little weird, I know, but it makes me feel calm, safe. When I come home after a long day of work, I want to put on my pajamas, collapse into my couch, and lose myself to black hole that is Netflix. I put on just a table lamp or two, or maybe some faerie lights, light a bunch of candles, and relax in the dim, warm flicker they provide. Right now, in this Halloween season, I'm especially in love with my sugar skull candle from Big Dipper Wax Works.
In case you haven't noticed, I have a plethora of both mental and physical health issues that are constantly trying to drag me under. Between my depression and anxiety and sleep disorder and migraines and who knows what else, I need a place to just be empty, to become a vessel for the positive things.
With candles and incense burning, and with the sun setting through the window, the tension of the day flows out of me. I might do a tarot reading or write in my journal before I succumb to Netflix. Whatever I'm doing, though, the atmosphere is what transports me from my workday chaos to my evening wind-down. This space is like an exhale, like a tense muscle unwinding from a twisted knot.
A sacred space is crucial to mental health, to clearing your mind and settling back into your skin. What do your sacred spaces look like? Where do you go to unwind?