A while back I met (online) an amazing woman who has inspired me so much in my everyday life. I asked her a while back to do a guest blog as our website was getting going. She has been very busy but has manage to find time in her busy schedule to help us out. Here is her sacred spot.

Welcome Willow Silverhorse!

What is Sacred Space?

Over the past couple of years, since I started my blog, I've had several people ask me, “Willow, what exactly is sacred space? What is it supposed to feel and look like?” Those answers are simple and complicated at the same time. Sacred space is a place for you to go where you feel safe. Safe to meditate, safe to do spell work, safe to unwind, whatever is called for. It can be a permanent place, it can be created at the drop of a hat and taken up as easily, or it can be a place inside your mind, a place you go to center yourself and feel comfortable. It doesn't matter what it looks like, as long as it makes you feel at ease. There are some rules, of course, and we'll cover those later in this post, but for now, just know that sacred space is a place where you feel 100%, completely at home.


I have two forms of sacred space. The first, is my mental sacred space. I close my eyes and go to my country home. It is a beautiful, tiny adobe cottage in the middle of a sunflower field. There is a forest surrounding the field, and a perfect view of the sky. Sometimes it is day time when I visit, and sometimes it is night time. Either way, the sky is clear and perfect. Usually a white stag visits me while I sit on the front porch of my little cottage. Birds fly overhead, there is a wonderful breeze, and the field is always right at its peak, the trees always green. This is a place I go to when I need to reconnect with nature and the gods when I can't easily step out in nature. This place has the most wonderful calming effect for me and always makes every worry I have vanish.


The second form of sacred space is my loft here in my real life tiny house. There is no room to stand up there, but I have a few pillows and blankets thrown around up there. It is my place to go to meditate, do spell work, read, write, whatever tickles my fancy. Of course, my entire house is my place to do whatever I want, and I try to make my entire house feel like sacred space. To me, sacred space feels like a warm and welcoming home. But my loft is one of two places that I work spells in my home. The second is my kitchen. Kitchens and magick seem to go hand in hand, but that is a totally different discussion.


Now I know what your next question is going to be … How do you create sacred space? Well, if you want your sacred space to be somewhere physical, you've got to clean up. We've all walked into homes that are a little cluttered and most of us have walked into homes that are downright um icky. How did those places feel to you? Stagnant, hostile, uncomfortable. Now think about how it feels to walk into a home that is clean and lived in. It feels like you can just walk right in, kick your shoes off, and find something good to eat or drink, right? It feels like home. That is what sacred space should feel like. Energy flows like water or an electrical current, and negative energy is clingy like spider webs. Messes are a breeding ground for negative energy, just like communal showers are a breeding ground for bacteria. If you allow messes to pile up negative energy is going to accumulate just like that dust on the top of your bookcase.


But what does that have to do with the good energy you are trying to put into your sacred space? Positive energy can grow stagnant over time and cease to flow, then the negative energy will have a perfect place to set up camp. Think about how your home feels after a good spring cleaning. It feels light, airy, and wonderful again right? So, to begin the process of creating sacred space, tidy up. While cleaning, imagine that you are scrubbing away the negative. When you sweep, imagine sweeping that negative gunk right out the door! If you are using a vacuum, imagine the vacuum sucking up all that negative energy. When you go to empty your vacuum, throw the contents outside your home and say something like, “I banish all negative energies from my home.” Open a couple windows and let some air in. Imagine it swirling up the positive energy, helping that energy to start flowing again. Once you've finished physically cleaning up, and getting rid of all the negative energy, I'm sure you'll be able to feel a major difference. Now is when the fun begins.


It is time to bless your home or space, to make it sacred. Stand in the middle of your home or space, and breathe in deep. Feel that good energy flowing through your home. Now say something like, “I bless this home/space with love and light. May it always be a safe, harmonious, and balanced place. All evil shall turn away, all negativity cannot enter, this place is sacred and blessed. So mote it be!” Word it however you like, just make sure to say that you are blessing the home/space, no negativity can enter, and all evil is unwelcome. After you have done that, imagine a bright light filling the space/home. This is a shield of sorts for lack of a better word, against negativity and evil. And now, you've just created physical sacred space. Congrats! Maintenance will be required from time to time. Always keep your sacred space clutter free. It is fine to feel lived in because it should feel comfortable it shouldn't feel like a sterile hospital room or a showroom where nothing can be touched, but it must stay clean. And periodically, mentally check your shield. Make sure it doesn't need a little reinforcing. If reinforcing is needed, just imagine the same bright light as before and watch it fill the area again. Easy as pie!


Now for mental sacred space. This one takes a bit of imagination. This is your refuge from the world around you. This is your own personal Neverland. It can be fun and playful like Peter Pan's Neverland, or it can be calm and comforting like my tiny adobe cottage in a field. Picture something that makes you happy. For me it is sitting on the front porch of my adobe cottage, watching wildlife, and having conversations with a white stag, who happens to be the god of nature. Whatever yours is, hold it in your mind. This place should seem almost real. The gods might visit you in this place from time to time, so it is always a good idea to have a nice, tidy place for them when they visit. Either way, make sure it is a place that is comforting because you will come back to that place time and time again. It is your place to center and ground yourself. Life has a way of disconnecting us from everything. While we are hustling and bustling to stay in the loop of everything with our smart phones, computers, etc., we are also somehow disconnecting from our roots in Mother Earth. She is nurturing and healing, and when we disconnect our roots for even just a little while things feel terrible. Mental sacred space is meant to be a place to go to center yourself so you can handle the things that need to be handled. For example, you might go to your mental sacred space if someone is getting negative with you. Hold that space in your mind while handling the unfortunate situation and you'll get through it with more grace, I promise! And that's the secret to sacred space. As simple as pumpkin pie!
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I'm a Wife, Mother, Grandmother. I wake up every day, just like
everyone else. Pay bills, do laundry, cook meals, same as everyone
else. Im pretty much just like any other normal American woman out
there. Except for one thing...I'm not like everyone else. I'm a Pagan.

Now before anyone starts calling for an old Priest & a young Priest to
pray the Devil from me, let me explain. Paganism has brought me closer
to what I call "The Divine" (you may call him God) than anything else
ever has.  Paganism, frankly, has nothing at all to do with the evil &
the Devil & everything to do with goodness & love.

I came from a devout Christian background my entire life. I went to
church every Sunday, read every book of the Bible & was even a
"Missionette" in the Assembly of God church (Christian Girl Scouts as
it were). But I always felt this pull to something more. I always had
questions, always wanted deeper explanations of the Word, wanted to
learn about others beliefs & wanted to know more about this God
person. Unfortunately, I was usually met with the answer, "Just have
faith. Some things we're not meant to know. Christianity is the only
true word of God so don't worry about other faiths." Well that never
settled right with me.

I've always had the ability to interpret dreams & sense other worldly
things. Of course I was told that was "of the Devil" & I would go to
Hell & burn for eternity if I continued. I assumed something was wrong
with me, & not wanting to toil away in Hell, I ignored it...but my
abilities & questions wouldn't ignore me.

I raised my children, retired from my job & made plans to just live my
life the way I had always been expected to. Then I found a website
that talked about 'Paganism.' The light bulb went off & exploded, all
the bells started ringing & fell off their strings & a choir sang out
in one continuous note...This is me! This is what I've been all along.
Here are the answers I've been searching for my entire life! There's
Nothing wrong with me after all!

Paganism to me, teaches us that all things created, big & small, are
all interconnected one to the other. Humans, plants, streams, the sky,
the wind, everything. Paganism teaches us to respect all things in
this life & to honor their purpose. That we all have a reason to be
here & that "The Divine" wants us to co-exist & love all of creation.
Paganism teaches us that if we do this (respect, honor & love all
things), our lives will be rich, full & blessed. Doesn't sound like a
"Hell bound" faith to me.

Now don't get me wrong, being Pagan isn't easy. It's not the norm,
it's not "mainstream," and it's certainly not widely accepted. But at
some point in our lives, we have to do what's right for us & live
according to who we really are inside. I just recently did that. I
came out of the "Broom Closet" to my family just a few days ago & you
know what...it was liberating. To finally not hide who I truly am &
live my life freely is a wonderful feeling.

I still have a lot to learn but I look forward to the journey. Just
make sure you understand one thing. Not everyone will embrace your new
found path, most definitely some will damn you for it. But always be
kind in the face of adversity, love those who persecute you & simply
tell those people that do those things, "I have a great respect for
what you believe. I only ask that you do the same for me because I
love you very much."

Love & Light to you all & Blessed Be! )O(

Deb C.
This post is very personal to me as it reminds me of my life and beliefs. Thank you so much for sharing this with us and everyone else.
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Amanda

 
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A Special blog post from Mrs B herself!
When asked to write about my sacred space, it took me a bit to decide what to write about.  Should I write about my primary altar in my bedroom?  The area where I store all my bottles of herbs, tinctures and oils?  My kitchen and it’s Hestia altar, where I mix up meals for my family?  Or maybe my witchy garden?  Though as a Domestic Witch, I’ve always considered my whole home sacred, I never stopped to realize that I didn’t really have one particular place that is “extra sacred” anymore, like I used to when I first started on my Pagan path. 

Back in my early days, when I was still “in the broom closet” to friends and family, my books stayed in a box along with any magical tools or altar supplies that could not be passed off as something mundane.  They came out whenever I needed to do any workings or ritual.  I created a sacred space on an “as needed” basis.

Then came the time where I was newly “out”.  I created a central altar, a place where I prayed daily.  My sacred space was recreated with each season and contained little marvels that I collected just for the space.  And more time went by…

Over the years, my sacred space started to leak out into the rest of the house.  My bookshelves overflowed, and more went up into the living room.  I started growing more herbs and selling them, so I needed more area to stock, which turned into more shelves.  My kitchen got it’s own altar.  A household guardian statue took it’s place facing my front door.  Little charms and protective mojo bags hang next to doorways, the corners of rooms often have herbs strewn in them.  Herbs hang drying from about any place they fit.

So where is my sacred place these days?  I’d say my entire house is my sacred space.  Each room has been filled with my Craft, almost every room has an associated deity of some sort.  Each contains a variety of sacred tools.  It might sometimes be cluttered, it definitely contains too many cats and you might find a french fry or two under the couch cushions, but every inch of it is sacred to me.



 
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This awesome woman I met when doing a personal giveaway on my Irishgoddess blog and she won. She has an awesome blog and an even better personality. You can find her button located on the side.
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By Sherry Senicar aka AutumnTurtle

I live on the main floor of a house well over 100 yrs old, there is tons of dark walnut woodwork, a wonderful (none usable) fireplace, broken old pocket doors and a lovely front porch and tiny back porch.  Ghosts and spirits are plenty in my home.

As a practicing Wiccan, sacred space is very important to me since I suffer from a depression disorder it is important for me to have sacred space in each of my rooms.

Kitchen:
Above my sink is a lovely window that doesn’t open due to the old rope pulleys being broken, so my son put a shelf up so that I could put a small altar over the sink and across the window sill.  I have a basil plant, a few candles, many crystals a Goddess tea light holder a mini wand I was gifted by a tree at my office a shell with sand from Cuba and a small cauldron to burn my sage or incense while I work in the kitchen.  I feel the God & Goddess’ love and protection there and know I am creating love while I cook or clean there.  My kitchen is tiny so it isn’t my favorite sacred space, but it is there for me when I need it.

Dining Room/Computer Room
This is were my seasonal altar is set up and above my computer is a wall altar to inspire me to create my pagan/wiccan cross stitch patterns as well as other cross stitch patterns.
It is just a simple wire 2-teir shelf with 2 of my designs hanging from the bottom, the horned God symbol and the triple Goddess symbol.  It has an oil burner, feathers, big quartz crystal, citrine and some other crystals a small besom hangs from the top with a tiny black cat on it and I have a beautiful Abalone shell that I keep my smudge wand away from my cats.  This room is my favorite sacred space, I have pictures of different  Goddess’ on the plate rail around the room, paintings of witches on the walls, Bast statues and lovely old windows that let the sun in and warm the space!  I ground myself in this room, I have the bulk of my crystals in there, cross stitch and hand-made items on the wall and plate rails.  I feel a calming vibe in this part of my house and am usually in this space or in my bedroom that is right off this room.

Fireplace in Living room
I have a lovely triple Goddess cloth I bought at a pagan pride festival, on the cloth I have a couple of incense burners, another cauldron, a stunning sage scented Goddess candle, some crystals along with a lovely Goddess statue I treated myself too not too long ago and on each side, of these treasures, I have a bunch of pictures of my ancestors.

Front Porch
I have a porch that goes right across the front of my house with a double seat swing and a small metal table set up with plants everywhere, wind chimes, flowers, a statue of Buddha along with a bowl of sand and shells.  In that I often have incense lit along with 2 tea light hurricane lanterns.  It is peaceful and serene.  It makes a wonderful sacred space when it is not too hot or muggy out.
 
We have a very special guest post today from the lovely Melissa Placzek. She is one of my favorite authors, and I am honored to call her one of my friends as well!  She wrote two darling books that are a constant source of inspiration to me: Chin Deep in Bubbles and Welcome Home.  You can also read more of her wonderful writing on her blog: ChinDeep

As with our first two wonderful guest bloggers, Melissa has written about her sacred place for us.  Enjoy!!! ~~Kristina

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Where is my sacred place? I sort of struggled with answering this question because even though I knew the answer, I was reluctant to submit a sad article. Then I realized, this is my truth, and that's what The Sacred Village is all about. Right? So, here goes.

My first inclination was to write about the North Shore of Lake Superior in Minnesota. It has been a special place for me since childhood when my parents would pack whatever junker car we owned at the time to the brim with overnight bags, mismatched towels, pillows, kids and food. We would make the three hour trek from the Twin Cities to a cabin "Up North." It was always fun and special to go hang out at the big lake. We went almost every year when I was growing up. Those memories hold so much nostalgia and happiness for me.

Then in 1987, the summer I was 16, my best friend (also my boyfriend) Dan, got into a horrible motorcycle accident only a few minutes after leaving my house. We had plans later that evening, but the hour he was suppose to arrive came and went and I couldn't understand why he hadn't called me. Then the phone rang. It was his dad telling us that Dan was in the ICU at Ramsey Hospital and that he was in a coma.

I went to visit him every day during that next week, but Dan didn't recover. He passed away August 26th, 1987.

Overwrought with a sadness I had never experienced before, I clearly remember thinking, "So this is what it feels like to get older." And although I couldn't see a change on my face when I looked in the mirror, no wrinkles or grey hairs had appeared, something on the inside of me had changed forever. I suddenly had the urgent awareness that I would not always be young. Everything, at all times, is in a constant state of flux. This felt like a little more wisdom than I wanted at 16, but I have to admit that this realization "It's later than you think" (Socrates) has served me well as an adult. It's the reason I'm not a procrastinator. It's the reason I have two books published. Honestly, it's the reason I've accomplished almost everything I've accomplished.

After Dan died, the only place I  could think of that I wanted to be was sitting on a big rock high above that Lake. So, instead of attending the funeral, my mom took me to Lake Superior so I could begin to heal. And I did.

Nowadays my husband and I take our girls up to the North Shore at least every other year. Whenever I see the first signs of shoreline through the trees I can feel my body sigh. It still has the same calming effect. Like a balm for my soul.

Since I've gotten a little older I've realized that, for me, a sacred place doesn't necessarily have to be a geographical location. It doesn't mean I have to pack up the car so we can drive to a place where my spirit will feel that state of rest. As special to me as the North Shore is, my sacred place is a place I carry with me in my heart. I can draw upon this whenever I need it. It's  watching the fireflies dance in my back yard at night, it's waiting for me on the front porch for me when I step out the front door in the morning sipping my first cup of tea, it's by the shore of the river while watching the sun set, it's on a bench by a fountain, it's in the presence of my best friends and family, holding hands with my husband, hugging my girls, baking bread, taking photographs, gardening. It's here at my desk as I write this to you.

One of the definitions of sacred is: "Things and actions set apart as religious or spiritual which are entitled to reverence."

I love that. Life itself is entitled to this level of reverence, don't you think? I want to experience this sacredness every day. To live my life deliberately, like a prayer.

Love,
Melissa
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My Sacred Place

Almost everybody has a sacred place.  It can be a corner of the house, where candles are lit and prayers are chanted when the mind is in solemn silence. Or it can be the special state of mind when the rest of the world is suspended between the here and there, to celebrate life as the gift the Goddess gently gave us. Or it can be something else, varying from person to person on a fair diversity amid the billion people living in this planet.

I have a physical sacred place. It’s the Imperial Museum Garden downtown. It’s an old friend for a very long time, since my early teenage years. I have always been there when I need to feel physically connected to the Gods. There are dozens of ancient trees. Huge, gorgeous trees that invite everyone to feel, to rest leaning our backs against their trunks, and breathing the pure, special air that seems to only exist into that garden.  I can’t remember how many times I went to there to restore my energies, to recharge my soul when times were hard to live. How many times I sit there on my favorite stone bench to read a book, forgotten about the world around me. Many people pass by the long, narrow paths along the garden, but only a few really enjoy it. Of course there is the Museum waiting to be visited, but it always amazed me that these people prefer to walk in a hurry taking careless photos without really seeing the beauty of the place. How not to notice the beautiful flora variety and peaceful surroundings? Beats me.

Many times I said a silent prayer asking to guidance while walking among those trees, and many times I thanked the Goddess for the simple fact of being alive.


The best part about it all? Now I have my own little witch, my 7 years old son, who learned to love and enjoy as deeply as I do, to walk, relax and have fun when visiting my sacred place – which became his as well.


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