Home is Where The Heart Is

From one uncertainty in life, we wander to another. Sometimes aimlessly and sometimes steadfast to a predetermined destination. In truth though, I think that we all find we are lost. Some are just more aware of it than others.

North, South, Left, Right. With the wind. Against it. Polaris who?

Direction means nothing. There is no such thing as a set course. You can not convince me otherwise. No path is set in stone. No journey impermeable to detours.

There were a few arrogant periods in my life where I honestly believed I was in control of the winds in my sails and the seas that I rode on. Clever and proud I shouted my own praises. I boasted and bragged and genuinely believed every audacious compliment I spoke.

Fate has a way of humbling those like myself.

Clearly I have learned nothing from literature because like Odysseus the Cunning, the gods were sure to smote me where I stood.

Once so sure and so unwavering, I was blown completely off course and lost at sea once more.

I haven't been quite sure of myself ever since, and still, I am not.

The difference now is that I've learned to find a lesson in everything, and in that I find comfort.

Isn't it comforting to know that there is no Supposed to Be no Final or End.

Isn't it comforting to know that exactly where you are is exactly where you're meant to be. With each destination we find ourselves at isn't it exciting to know that there is no such thing as a destination, because there is no end? We are never done traveling, learning, growing.

There are merely stops along a road. We are never lost, because we are always where we are and where we are is where we are meant to be.

We cant rely on a place, or other people to be home. Home is a right that can't be taken away from you as people pass in and out of your life. Home is what you take from those people and those places. Home is the lessons that you learn from that that build you up. Make you stronger. And prepare you for the challenges to come.

Tom Robbins says "We are our own dragons as well as our own heroes"

I argue that we are also our own Castles.

Our own Homes.

You can never be lost if you are true to yourself. For in being yourself, you will find, you are Home.

Bon Chance

Solace is such an odd state to find one's self in, and yet, that is exactly where I am. I've grown accustomed to it and am no longer distressed by changes that I once would have been.

There are many things that I was not afraid of, but change was not one of them. I held steadfast against it at all costs. Kicking and screaming, I ran from it.

Today I do not. Today I accept it, I watch it approach and pass by and I smile at it as it goes. I close my eyes and feel it walk through me. The waves of events to come washing over my present. Foreshadowings growing clearer, more apparent. They don't scare me anymore.

Saddness is so natural, but we hide it, coil from it.

I am learning to embrace it, and find the beauty in it. Take a moment and feel your sorrow shape you. Do you let it's weight encase you or do you push against it, into it, and fight it back.

It is through shared vulnerability that we allow others to understand ourselves. There is no creature alive that pain has not touched. We all experience loss, and its important to grieve but mostly, it is important to heal. If we spend our time dwelling on what has past, we will fail to appreciate the mystery of what is yet to come.

Curiosity and possibility are thrilling. Exhilarating. It is the electric pulse that charges your system and drives you forward. As much as I am uncomfortable with change, I am more tempted by chance. So live, and fail and lose. Brush the dust off, lick your wounds, and carry on, because there is a chance, however slight, that fate is on your side.

See your story through. Don't quit it in the middle just because you're afraid of how it might end.