A lot of us spend a lot of time at our desks. At work. And we all have different decorating styles when it comes to cubeland. One colleague has lovely pictures of her family. Another thrives in a simplistic, uncluttered environment. Yet a third has added fake plants and a bright green and white striped carpet (we call her cube “Lupe’s Lanai”, even though her name is not Lupe – but it could have been).
My space is definitely busy. Plants, a few random stuffed animals, some dried flowers that MKL has given me, and a wall-sized photo of Cow Wreck Beach. But when I’m not facing my double computer screens, and I turn and put my boots up on my file cabinet to ponder words yet unwritten, this is what I see. My little desk altar.
What’s here? My island-a-day calendar. A cobalt blue fish from MKL. A gull feather. One of my father’s handkerchiefs. A card from MKL. A stone with a dragonfly on it from one of our trips last year. A San Pellegrino bottle used as a vase. A picture (from the island calendar) taken from a place I’ve stood at Wormshead in Wales. And my favorite picture of my darling daughter. And some strange golden foam letters from our recent building remodel, that I can change into different nonsensical words. My little altar might be a little busy, but every item is special to me, and helps my brain clear and find the words I need.
Perhaps I can consider it a space in which to commune with Seshat, the Egyptian goddess of wisdom, knowledge, and writing. Or St. Francis de Sales (aka The Gentleman Saint), Patron Saint of Writers and Journalists. At any rate, it’s a little peaceful, a little inspirational, and a lot of me.
What does you desk altar look like?
Quote of the day: “If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk a sign?” — Albert Einstein
Daily gratitudes:
An unexpected hillside of cornflowers
Thunder and lightning
The House of Eliott
Mr. Man’s roly-poly stoner behavior on catnip
My truck
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June 6, 2015 at 5:13 am
So Does That Mean I'm Southern
Thanks for sharing a place where I am sure you spend so much time. Right before I retired, I earned an office of my own with a beautiful old fashioned desk. I loved that place and space!!!
June 9, 2015 at 8:28 pm
Seasweetie
Earned an office is an excellent way of putting it, my dear Southern Soul Sister! It’s a rare commodity these days. I have a love of desks – so much so that I have three in my little bungalow, but none are quite right for finishing the novels in progress…
June 6, 2015 at 7:58 am
Maureen @ Josephina Ballerina
I love learning more about you as you are up to writing more on your blog.
Your daughter’s Shen shines brightly and beautifully through her eyes. (Shen: the vital substance of life -I’m an acupuncturist, can’t help it).
Have always had little alters throughout my home even when I didn’t know it. Showed a pic to my acupuncturist, and he said, “Ah! Alters!” What did I know? Currently, my desk is bed as I am quite ill and Josephine is lovingly arranged smack dab where I would choose to put the laptop were she not there.
May I ask what your job is? If you want, you can always answer me via email.
May I ask why your blog is named SEASWEETIE’S Pages/
And I’ll say it again, your gratitude practice rocks.
Weekend blessings to you and yours,
🙂 m & jb who says she is NOT a HALTER!
June 9, 2015 at 8:26 pm
Seasweetie
Thank you, Maureen, for your lovely comment about my daughter! I’m glad Josephine is a part of your altar. That seems to fit. My jobs are many – the job that pays most of the bills is as a proposal writer. I also manage a marketing collective of psychotherapists, and am a catering captain on the weekends. My blog is named Seasweetie’s Pages, because the name combines my obvious love of the sea with the nickname of “Little Sweetie” that my father had for me. Blessings to you and jb!