In My Own Little Corner

In the Rogers & Hammerstein musical Cinderella, the lyrics of one of my favorite songs go as follows:

I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse

When I hear a command I obey.

But I know of a spot in my house

where no one can stand in my way.

In my own little corner in my own little chair

I can be whatever I want to be.

On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere

and the world will open its arms to me.

I'm a young Norwegian princess or a milkmaid

I'm the greatest Prima Donna in Milan

I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made

By her own flock of silkworms in Japan

I'm a girl men go mad for love's a game I can play

with cool and confident kind of air.

Just as long as I stay in my own little corner

All alone in my own little chair.

I can be whatever I want to be.

I'm a slave from Calcutta, I'm a queen in Peru.

I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea

I'm a huntress on an African safari...

it's a dangerous type of sport and yet it's fun

In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry

And I find I forgot to bring my gun.

I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed

when I meet a lioness in her lair

Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner,

All alone in my own little chair.

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As most of you know, Cinderella is the story of a girl whose father dies and leaves her with horrid step-relations (a mother and two sisters). She sings the above song when she is away from their nagging and in the comforts of her own space. Isn't it splendid?

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I'm afraid I am losing the vivid imagination that I once had and am unable to conjure up situations, identities, and places (without assistance from some sort of media) like she does. It is kind of depressing.... sigh. I do have "my own little corner," though. Well, I suppose I have several of them. My refuges are areas, away from the harshness of life, where I can enjoy being me and doing my favorite things .

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Wonderful Places in my life (in no particular order):

1.) THE LIBRARY. I spend rather lengthy amounts of time in the BSU library, otherwise known as Albertson's Library. I love libraries and consider any building full of books as a heaven on earth. It would be nice if the homework aspect of my library experience was edited out, but (even with its tortures) I find that my days under the roof of un(a) bibliotec(a), are usually enjoyable and beneficial. Usually, with a book in my hand and a comfortable arm chair (preferably a recliner), I am good to go.

2.)NATURE. My family and I used to live with my grandparents in the Sun Valley area of Idaho. There was a hill in our backyard that dipped down into a forested area. It was beautiful! I remember being a little girl and having a blast with my cousins and brothers by playing night games (no bears are out tonight, jail break, war, etc...). When I wanted time for self-contemplation, on the other hand, the swing-set (in the forest..of course) was the perfect location. I love nature and, with the smell of the river and the landscape of glorious aspen trees, swinging was almost a spiritual experience! I miss that house.

3.)MY ROOM. My room is decorated with an antique/pioneer girl style. I love being in mi dormitorio! When things are spick-and-span, especially, I love to lay on my bed or just sit in my chair. Reading, writing, drawing, listening to music, and thinking about life fill my many hours of joyous alone time. Also, I have a lot of inspirational paintings and poems hanging from my walls. Because of this, it is wonderful to simply look about my room and be uplifted. If I am having issues in my life, it helps to see a picture of the Savior. There has been many a time when an eternal perspective or a feeling of peace have been prompted by simply looking about. Yippee for my room!

That is all I feel like typing, at the moment. There are other wonderful places I could mention but perhaps I'll keep those to myself... :).