I have 3 daughters and they all love to create a beautiful atmosphere in our home.
They bring in flowers from their nature walks and meanders through the farm, and I love the special little handfuls of wild flowers that nestle in little glass vases on windowsills.
They help set tables and create flower arrangements for the living room and guests bedrooms.
Tea times outside are a special pastime. Sometimes the girls and their friends bake something, set out tea with pretty linen and invite us to join them under the trees.
Sometimes we have tea and poetry. We read, discuss, recite and enjoy several poems and drink tea out of our special tea set instead of our usual mugs.
When we clean house together, they love to select lively music and we “dance” through the sweeping, mopping and dusting. But we also love to listen to classical music while we craft or cook. My youngest children love their music appreciation log pages for our music appreciation lessons. At the moment Vivaldi’s Four Seasons plays in the background. This year I took the plunge and subscribed to Naxos for our classical music appreciation and I enjoy access the seemingly endless classical music.
Art appreciation is another source of beauty in our home. We use our kitchen cupboard as our art gallery. Sketch Tuesday paintings and art appreciation pictures fill the doors as the term progresses. Currently our Gauguin pictures of M Loulou stand out with their bright colours and contrasts.
The girls love to sew, make stunning cards and create lovely homemade gifts. They love to light candles and set attractive tables for dinner time.
But beauty is not all a girl thing!
Charlotte Mason inspires me to encourage the family in the love of nature, great literature, living books, great art and classical music. Her philosophy teaches us how to appreciate real beauty.
As a Christian mother, I am constantly conscious of cultivating the beauty within each of us.
And again, Charlotte Mason reminds me to train habits.
God’s word teaches me to instruct and train my children in His ways.
Often I fail here.
There are days where ugly sprawls out, when tears falls, words hurt.
When we want to be and do Beautiful, but don’t. Can’t.
We all fail to stay in Beauty.
I pray more fervently, because this hidden work is not mine to create.
May He take away more of me and fill me with more of Him.
When Jesus fills our hearts and spills out in words and deeds, our home atmosphere becomes truly beautiful.
May our lives be like wild flowers,
like inspiring art,
like soothing music,
like tea in pretty cups.
A beautiful atmosphere.