In the Arms of Comfort

Slowly, the living room has become a place of ever increasing fung shooy-ness. The Comfy Throne has migrated from Tessa and I's room and mingles with the other furniture. And the entire room seems to envelop one's senses as one might wrap up in a blanket after a day out in the harsh wind.

It is as if a gypsy caravan, carrying plush pillows, decadent hangings, plump cushions and warm blankets has arrived in our living room and lain all comfiness about the room. I find myself revelling in wonderful delight of such a place that I spend hours just soaking in the room.

It has also become a place of study, soft music playing, quiet conversation and daily meditation. The afternoon light allows a space for a soul to breathe, as evening provides a more somber environment for a good book or a film among friends.

The living room is an enchanted place, a place to unwind, relax, and step back from life for a while. I'll see you all there soon...