Christ-Like Minimalism

Christ-Like Minimalism: The Master Bedroom

When I was a little girl, I used to imagine the perfect bedroom.  It was atop a high, high tower, naturally in a castle, built with beautiful gray stones.  My room had a tall ceiling and large, airy windows, with white muslin curtains flowing in the breeze.  My bed was certainly canopied with the same said cloth.  All was peaceful; all was beautiful.

Alas, I have grown up, and to my dismay, I do not live in a castle.  But I have not given up my hope of a peaceful, beautiful bedroom.  One wants a quiet place to retreat to after all.

Today I’ll look at our master bedroom, which may give you an idea or two for your own bedroom.  Also, if you have any good ideas, please be sure to post them below.  I am always looking for ways to simplify.

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There are a few things I’ll point out about our room first:

  1. In order to achieve a quiet atmosphere, I’ve limited the amount of objects sitting out.  You’ll notice that each night stand has a lamp, with my side also featuring a clock and my Bible.  (My Bible is the only reading material in the room.  This is intentional.)  The other dresser has a picture of my family, a few flowers, and a  little perfume bottle that my mother gave me.
  2. I’ve also limited the number of objects on the walls.  You’ll notice in the photos below that I’ve got a picture of our wedding ceremony, a picture of the Sacred Hearts, and a crucifix.  Nothing else.
  3. There is no mirror anywhere to be found either, not even a tall looking-glass.  There used to be one attached to the dresser, but I got rid of it, and in our old house, I kept a tall looking-glass behind the closet door, but I decided I didn’t want it anymore.  Yes, there is a mirror above the sink in my bathroom, and I suppose it’s necessary, as I don’t want to look completely disheveled all the time, but in the end, it is better for me to not walk by mirrors all day long.
  4. Lastly, you will not find a TV in this room.  Nope.  We wanted an atmosphere of simplicity and peace.

So here we go.  If you’re walking down the hall, here’s the first glimpse of our room that you’ll see:

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By the way, in the hallway on the right is my “art wall.”  This is where I hang the children’s latest artwork.

Notice the wooden rocking chair?  That’s my time-out chair.  It’s one of the best things about our bedroom.  I have a place to go, when it’s loud and chaotic in the rest of the house.  Truly, I am very thankful for this little spot.  Above it is a photo from our wedding and off  to the side you’ll see this hanging on our wall:

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It’s a crucifix from our wedding.

I intentionally put the crucifix on that wall because I can see it from both the rocking chair and from our bed.

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Here is another shot of our room when walking in the door.  The only obnoxious thing is the big, ugly fan.  I wish I didn’t need it, but I do.  Every afternoon I lie down for about twenty minutes and must turn it on, to drown out noise from the rest of the house.  I have heard about white noise machines and have wondered if I should look into them?  We’ll see.

The opposite wall looks thus:

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You might be able to see the holy card of Jesus to the left of the dresser.  Next to Him is a drawing (also of Jesus) that my daughter made for me.  I hid those two little pictures there on purpose.  It’s my little spot where I sometimes kneel to say prayers.

The door on the left is our bathroom.

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There isn’t anything special in here.  For example, you won’t find tons of towels.  I’ve already mentioned elsewhere that my husband and I each have two.  You also won’t find a scale, though, either.  About ten years ago I got rid of that Mood-Wrecker.

And the closet?  I think I’ll do a separate post on clothes later on.  I’ll just leave you with one last photo.

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This is my little bird that perches on my windowsill.  It was my Grandma Martha’s.  I think she’s rather pretty.  She brings joy to my heart.  I find that she often changes locations, though.  My children have a habit of sneaking in my bedroom and flying her around the room to land somewhere else.