Occupy: The Front Porch

If any of you are friends of mine on Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter, you have often heard me talk about my front porch.    The place where I escape to to seek solace from the rest of the world.  I've often called it  my sanctuary, for this is my time where I commune with God.  And it is.  It's every bit of that.  A little while ago, as I sat on my porch, I began pondering names for a new business venture that has been occupying almost every crevice of my mind, and "The Front Porch" is what my spirit rested on.  Now I know, that may seem a little bland and lack luster for some, but, the connection I feel with this tiny portion of my home is almost uncanny.  Yet, I revel in it.  Right now, I sit slouched down in one porch chair with my feet planted in the seat of another, typing on my macbook, with a gentle breeze playing in my locs.  I am at home.  I am filled with peace, engaged by clarity.  Out here, I have time to be descriptive in my writing.  My beast mode mentality melts away the moment I get in this space.  Out here, I can restore and recharge.  Out here, I can just be me... on my own terms.  Out here, some of my very best soapy/crafty/creative ideas were conceived.  Out here, on my porch, the world is just right.

Today, I challenge you, if you don't already have one, find your front porch.  It doesn't have to be anything fancy, just a place you can go to escape.  A private, quiet place that can be your very own sanctuary.

Sincerely,