The Architecture of Welcome

No mater where I have lived, I have found places I enjoy being…specific places…buildings, coffee shops, churches… The initial attraction might be purpose, it might be architecture, location, light, other people who use it… Usually, they are nook and cranny places, places I enjoy exploring, coming to know, and that provide a variety of perspectives for viewing; comfortable places where one might tuck into a corner table and watch for a while, write for a while, or have a good think or wander in a musing. I am beckoned to these places…finding them calls to my creative soul and brings a sense of place and peace to me.

Over the years, I have noticed something else about my relationship with certain places…there is an intimacy, a knowing of sorts…a knowing and a being known. Or, perhaps, a feeling of rightness of place, that brings the relationship of architecture and spirit that much closer together.

I was musing about that this morning as I sat and wrote the following…

People watching and catching up on the news…sigh…this is so nice…watching it fill up here reminds me of watching Xavier come to life in NYC. It is about coming early enough to be a part of the quiet of the building itself…to be accepted into the space quietly, intimately, like the friends who welcome one another’s company in stillness. These are the friends who know things about one another…quiet things…how you take your coffee, the sort of movie you’d want to see, what you need to feel free, what kind of welcome makes you feel at home…or the view from a particular vantage point, which window has sun at different times of day, which places others like to occupy, which people will arrive when…

To get here early enough to notice that, to feel that…and then to welcome the coming together of a new day…to witness the blooming crescendo of a space becoming what it is called to be…to delight in that, to feel that…it is like the chance to witness a friend flourishing in her work and feeling that pride born of love–the quiet love that strengthens and sustains and yes, frees. It is the architecture of welcome…built with the heart and rendered in a grand diversity of ways…all with room for others…with room for me…I am grateful for these people and these places in my life.
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