If you take the metaphor of building and organizing your
life like building your home, where does love comes in?
You create space for your friends and family and probably a
couple of rooms for your passions and interests. Your living room can be for
visitors, and friendly place decorated like how you feel that day. Sometimes
spontaneous and fun, the other day relaxed or even sad and confused. Your
common visitors can experience your mood immediately and might bring you some
flowers if necessary to cheer you up. Or a bottle of wine to enjoy your mood
with you. Some attributes in your house might have a fixed place, other things
are only going to stay for a while, or might not even enter the front door.
Like some people stay forever and others come and go. Other leave a memory,
like a painting on the wall. Not taking a lot of space, but always present,
like experiences that stay right under your skin. Some people might leave a
scarf, like a crack on your wall. Bad or good, they create your house together
and both have an equal part in the creation of the character of your house.
Sometimes the crack in the wall or a crazy couch gives the house its unique
spirit.
If you are building your house, designing what space you
want to use for what function and even where you want to build your house,
decisions have to be made. You can’t take all the colors and you have limited
amount of rooms. Maybe your mother represents your heating and your father
represents the walls. Your friends can bring your candles and light and your
work can be a room you can open and close. Maybe your work room is overloaded
and work stuff is taking over your living room, or maybe even your bedroom. And maybe you have a house on wheels, and not
decided yet where it is going stay. In the end it is your house, and you should
decide how, where and with whom you want to built it.
Most of us humans, for a longer or a shorter time, decide to
share their lives with others. The question is: how we fit that in our houses that we started
building since born and were we have worked so hard for. Some of them survived
tycoons or unwanted visitors or had to redecorate everything after a robbery.
Others are built in a nice environment with a strong foundation. Some even just start (re)building there house
and still have to decide what is going to be part of it. Whether you created
your own perfect house or just started with designing the foundations, making
space for love is a scary thing.
For some love might be leaving your own house, taking some
furniture and start your life in the house some ones else has been building.
Maybe because you didn’t like your own house and you run away from some rooms
in your house you don’t want to open anymore. For other love might be the
foundation of the house, where they build the rest of their lives on. Hopefully
it is a strong foundation. Others might have built a nice house and if they
meet someone with a similar house, they are willing to make some sacrifices and
mix until they find a comfortable situation for both. Some will just accept
visitors for a short period, only welcome if they act according the house
rules. Most of us probably have no clue where to open and close the door on
time before love has the chance to make a mess in some of our precious rooms.
As for my own house: Although still under construction and
maybe still flying around, I am starting to feel more and more comfortable in
it. Starting to get rid of the things that don’t fit me and starting to make a
home out of it. Can’t change the basis of it and therefore my front door will
always be open. But so glad to have learned a few things last years. You decide who is welcome, when and until
where you let them in. Worship your own house, respect and recognize every part
of it, fix the problem areas and let that be all you allow others to do with
it. For me, my house is beautiful from the inside and the outside.
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