This month, I am participating in the BlogHer blog challenge. One blog a day all month long. Some days I will do the NaBloPoMo prompts from BlogHer. Other days, I will snatch post ideas from The Daily Post, and the remaining days (weekends mostly) will be a sampling of the randomness that pops into my head on the regular.


Every day, I get a flood of inspirational tips, photos, and newsletter blasts in my inbox. None matter as much to me as Gretchen Rubin’s The Happiness Project blasts.


Last month, she sent out this quotation:

There is an Indian proverb or axiom that says that everyone is a house with four rooms, a physical, a mental, an emotional and a spiritual. Most of us tend to live in one room most of the time but, unless we go into every room every day, even if only to keep it aired, we are not a complete person.

And Gretchen asked the question, “In which room do you spend most of your time?”

I paused after reading that. I didn’t click through to the next email as I normally do. I didn’t let my imagination drift. I just sat and reflected.

I don’t have a good answer. Ask me six months ago, and I would have had an answer that would have shocked my 20-year-old self. Ask me now, and I would be forced to admit that I float through each room periodically. I make guest appearances in some rooms like a lounge singer in Vegas: Intelligentsia Brown, here for a limited three-week engagement.

I don’t go into every room every day. If I do visit one room the most, it would be the mental room; it’s not my favorite space. But I am most comfortable here surrounded by logic, theory, and deep (sometimes too deep) thoughts. 

The physical room has been getting more play now that I know the walking routes in my new neighborhood. My emotional room has been spring cleaned and is somewhat sparkly. I still have some junk–distrust, envy, bitterness, resentment–that I have to clean out, but otherwise it is a good place to hang out. My spiritual room has collected dust, and I need to knock those cobwebs down and make space for myself in there.

This summer is my time to make better use of the rooms, one by one. I plan on staying in the room, setting up space there and knowing the interiors of the room–not just floating through but resting in the place and opening up the windows so the light, the spirit, the air can come in.


So, what say you, reader: What is your room? Where do you spend the most time?

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