Some mornings I wake up and think, today I’ll have a moment to myself.
And then it’s 9pm and I’ve been talked at, leaned on, emailed, reminded, overstimulated, and I can’t even remember if I ate lunch or just stood near food.
So yeah — sacred space. That sounded like a joke at first. But then I realised I wasn’t looking for a sanctuary. I was just looking for a spot. Somewhere to sit, breathe, not be needed. Five minutes, maybe.
And that was enough.
Pick a Spot No One Else Is Using (Yet)
Don’t wait for quiet. Don’t wait for clean.
I’ve sat on the floor between the bed and the wardrobe, just because nobody else goes there. Once I claimed the car front seat and didn’t get out for 20 minutes. I’ve used the side of the bathtub, the laundry room (door shut), even a patch of hallway behind a coat.
If you find a space and think, no one’s going to talk to me here, congratulations. You found it.
No Decluttering. Just Move Stuff With Your Foot
There’s this lie that you need a clear room to feel calm. You don’t.
You just need somewhere to sit that doesn’t feel like a task. Push the basket. Shift the post. Sit on the jumper. Who cares.
This isn’t a new personality. It’s a pause.
Give the Space One Job
Don’t try to make it a multipurpose zen zone. You’ll ruin it.
Pick one thing.
- Sit and breathe.
- Sit and stare.
- Sit and sip tea without checking your phone.
Even if you only do it twice a week. Even if you forget the purpose halfway through.
That spot starts to hold the feeling. And your body starts remembering faster.
Why It Works (Even When It Feels Pointless)
Your nervous system loves repetition. Familiarity. Safe nothingness.
That spot — if you keep using it — becomes a cue.
You sit, you sigh, your shoulders drop half an inch. No magic. Just conditioning.
There’s more science in this post, if you care:
👉 https://milispa.com/what-your-nervous-system-really-needs-to-relax
But honestly, you don’t need to read it. You already know.
Someone Will Interrupt You. Sit Anyway.
I’ve had people talk to me through the door while I was mid-deep-breath.
I’ve had the cat climb on me. I’ve had my phone go off because I forgot to mute it.
It doesn’t ruin it.
It’s just life.
You still showed up. That’s the hard bit.
That’s Sacred Enough
You don’t need incense or plants or linen throws.
You need one chair, or a scrap of carpet, or the bit of the bed where the clothes usually pile up — and a few minutes where you’re allowed to just be in your body.
That’s it.
If you claim it, it counts.