The space between the words


I love my bedroom. It is nothing special. The decor is plain and simple and the room holds far more book-space than clothes storage. I sleep, read and dress in there and, more importantly, the dog does nothing in there except for the occasional illicit pounce on the bed, so it stays permanently tidy. There are no to-do piles, no strewn dog-toys, no bills awaiting payment… just shelf upon shelf of books and, for good measure, the window faces the rising light of dawn. It is a temple of calm.

On my bedside table there is a lamp, an inlaid musical box that was a gift from my mother, the inevitable vicious alarm clock and a book. Nothing more. It reminds me of a magical altar where the implements each hold a ritual significance beyond their outward form. The lamp and the alarm clock symbolise the extremities of time and the boundaries of my conscious life… points of transition between dark and light, day and night. The musical box symbolises continuity, love and beauty… and by extension, eternity. The book changes its outer form regularly, each form representing a different experience and slice of reality. Yet it is always a portal to another world, whether one built in the imagination of its author or within the stranger realms of or own inner life.  Within its pages lies a bookmark, keeping my place in the story… and that too has a deeper meaning. The nightly ritual of placing  the bookmark long ago became my signal for sleep.

Each night, before sleep, I make the ritual gestures… switching on the lamp, setting the alarm, picking up the book. Then, the bookmark is slipped between the pages, the light extinguished and darkness wraps me up for the night, becoming a blank screen upon which dreams can play.

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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5 Responses to The space between the words

  1. Loved this piece about your bedroom and the objects in it. You really made it come alive. Some of my best work comes out of sitting on my bed so my bedroom is glorified, too. But not as pure as yours. I have piles of to-do things on a chest. Anyhow your post reminded me of a book you may know… “A Journey around my Room” but Xavier de Maistre. A very similar, detailed, descriptive approach to his room. xx ellen


    • Sue Vincent says:

      I haven’t come across that one, Ellen. I’llhave to look it up.
      The bedroom is the only place in the flat not sunject to tennis balls and Ani’s mayhem. I seldom spend much time in there awake, but there is a real feeling of relief and release when I walk in there. xx

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