WELCOME HOME;YOU’VE ARRIVED.
“Not matter where you go just remember the road that leads you home, “This line is from one of my favorite songs. It always makes so much sense to go back home. Home means safety, comfort, peace love and joy. So whenever we feel lost or found our instincts will immediately tell us home. I recently learned that humans are relational and we were created for love. No matter how cold and shut out one feels or looks love will lighten them up.
Love makes us change for the better. It gives you strength to keep going even in the darkest moments. We go home because we are loved and safe. Home could be a place filled with memories that you want to keep replaying in your head. Most of the times it is a person, you can’t wait to tell about your day or this annoying collogue who gets to your nerves all the time. You share your fears, hopes, scars and some embarrassing moments here and there.
At home you can be yourself, free and no doubt in your mind you are loved regardless. It could be your house or apartment where you are shut out from the rest of the world. Finally you can breathe and relax without the noise of this crazy world. I believe we all need a home, whether it is a place in your mind you go to, a person or a physical place. As long as it matters to you that is more than enough.
Looking back all I have been looking for is home. I was surrounded by the most amazing people yet I felt as though I was still on a journey. You know that feeling when all is perfect but it feels as though a something is missing. You are with the right company but lonely and alone. How do you even begin to explain this feeling? It is easy to just ignore it and power through. I however choose to dig deep. Why am I not home when all that matters is here? Why do I fell lost?
The answers lied within. I was busy trying to find pieces of myself in people and get temporary joy that never lasted. I would feel as though no one understood me. Though they meant well I would take offense at the slightest gestures. Why didn’t they feel the void? But how could they when all I did is pretend to be what am not. Eventually you get tired and have to face your fears. This was the greatest thing ever.
I discovered that I will never find home if I am not home for myself. Think about it. Home for myself has felt like healing, embarrassing the person I am , holding myself accountable, showing up for myself and allowing myself to grow out and into people and things. Cultivate your heart until it not only feels like home but is home.
