What do you think of when you read the word home? A warm glow from the front window, the smell of dinner cooking on the stove, a friendly greeting from someone who loves you. For some of you, home has been a place of safety and warmth, a place you look forward to returning to. And for others, home has been cold, dark and dreary. Safety isn’t the word you would use to describe it and you cringe at the sound of it.
In life, as people, we are so often looking for belonging, acceptance, affirmation. Looking for home in the sense of finding a place for our authentic selves to rest and reside without fear of judgement and with no need of walls or reservations. A place where we can freely be everything we are; mistakes, heartaches, joys, laughter, tears. All of it is welcome and no matter in what state we find ourselves there is understanding, compassion and help.
In darkness hope is the little bit of light that you grasp knowing it will lead to something bigger and today if life has left you feeling abandoned, tossed around, unstable – homeless. The idea of home being a thing we can hold on to and live in no matter where we physically find ourselves is the light that beckons you and me to more. The hope that whispers, persevere.
For the next six weeks I want to explore this idea of home or belonging as something we all ache for in our deepest selves and that it may not be something physical at all but something deeper, something our soul needs and once it finds can bring to others.
So will you join me? Will you choose to be real and raw – turning the light on yourself probing for what home means to you and what your role is in bringing home to others.