The blog begins with some reflection about what it is to come home. My first book, Coming Home to Calm, has been the path I’ve taken, or it has taken me, to come to a place that I recognize as ‘home.’ As someone with Cancer astrology, I have been true to my crab-like astrological heritage, carrying from a young age, all the most important treasures around with me, because I always wanted them close. As a child, it wasn’t the blanket, it was a book. As an adult it has become a heavy carryall bag, filled with the most important prints of articles, magazines and the notebook of the most recent writing journal that I haul around and whatever work is in progress.
To me, ‘home’ has meant a particular connection of association with things I hold dear, but not as much, as I have aged, a particular house filled with domestic objects. I still love having a sense of physical home, but I had a big house, with a lot of land (relatively) and it became too cumbersome to take care of, much as I loved it and ached from parting from it.
Now the ‘coming home’ is about moving into more authenticity. I am refining my sense, with greater urgency as I age, to get on with it. Admittedly, I have spent too much time bogged down in my own emotions. Yet now I’ve resolved much that used to seriously sidetrack me for aeons of time, and I feel the calling to come home to who I am with a firey ferocity. This urge to come home is now about living as closely to my true nature as possible, unfettered by distractions, obsessions, addictions and compulsions. This ‘home’ is indeed cleaner and is becoming far less cluttered. There’s more room for serenity, curiosity, being in someone else’s shoes, i.e., compassion, and there’s more room to breathe here, as the burden bags of what I’ve carried are surrendered.
While I celebrate that the heaviness of emotional and mental baggage is lessening, the bags of current writing and inspiration treasures are still acting as their own form of fitness workout, as I carry them up and down a hefty flight of stairs with my laptop at least twice a day. Evidently some weight can be a good thing.
So what does it mean to ‘come home’ to one’s true nature, authenticity, purpose and passion? This will be a subject that we will pursue in this blog, along with many others.
For now, blessings to one and all!
