I bought a new laptop in January and finally figured out how to stop this annoying popup from appearing every time the laptop powered on. It wasn’t a matter of not knowing how, but taking the time to sit with it long enough to figure it out.

A lot of life is like that.

Over the weekend, I rearranged my bedroom and moved my bed. It moves when there’s a dramatic change in season and where it sits now offers optimal view of every full moon. This also opens up an end of the room allowing more space, so I thought it would be a grand idea to move Rumi, the Asian Council tree in there. He sits on a wheeled trolley, so it was just a matter of rolling him from one room to the next. It was indeed magical waking up Sunday morning and seeing this giant tree, but after watching him for few minutes, I knew he wouldn’t be happy.

Getting out of bed I stepped into the room next door that used to be my daughter’s room, but is now my studio where Rumi has lived all summer. The room was filled with light and the tree had flourished there, adding at least another foot to it’s height since bringing it home. My room has light, but it’s filtered through the neighbors tree behind me, so it doesn’t compare to being bathed in light which is what you’ll find in the studio. I knew I had to move it back.

Sadly, I began rolling Rumi through my bedroom door which he barely cleared and brought him back into the studio. I’ve spent half my life killing houseplants by placing them where I wanted them to be, instead of where they would receive the right amount of light. They looked perfect until they didn’t and even though Rumi hogs this space, the studio is his happy place as is mine. That’s the thing about houseplants. We have to really consider their needs over our wants.

And if you want to have the best night’s sleep you’ve had all year, it might be time to move the bed.