Your Bedroom Should Be Your Sanctuary

I think that in a world full of commotion and noise, everyone really NEEDS their little space. This story made me think of my dorm room this past year. It was small, but I didn't have a roommate(thank God!). I had two twin beds, pushed tight next to each other next to the wall. I had windows facing a park that let in the most fabulous light. I suppose that my bed became my space within a space. A guy I dated often referred to my bed as my "giant nest." I had more pillows than necessary, stuffed animals from my father, fuzzy comfortable blankets that I had accumulated from several weekend trips home, and a big flowered quilt that I fell in love with at Anthropologie. It made getting up for class extremely difficult, but made going to bed at night extremely easy.

I live in the smallest room I have ever lived in in my whole life, smaller than my room off-campus in college which was only $175 a month. But it's a nest and I love it. I've added the textiles I bought while living in Asia to the walls and have made the rainbow colored sari threaded with gold (which I bought off a Rajasthani woman in India) as my window treatment. The gold pillow case with peacocks, elephants and tigers spanning the whole color wheel sits atop my deep red pillows. In the morning, I lay down a fuzzy chenille blanket and meditate on my zafu. It's cozy, I have a space heater to keep it warm and I just bought a new down comforter that is heavy over my naked sleeping body at night. I love my little room and hope my new roommate gives me fair warning before I need to leave.