For many of us coming home is like a great exhale. Nirvana. Especially when we’ve been away a long time. For too many, home isn’t always the place we live. Places shift to the home that is to the home that was.
Being in an new and interesting spot where I’m constantly traveling to work on various projects gives me a different perception of “home”. With all of my belongings in storage no house or apartment of my own the concept of “home” becomes a town or region.
I was recently living in NorCal after 11 years in SoCal. 6 of those years were in Topanga, California. Topanga is an unincorporated town in the hills between Santa Monica and Malibu. Having been away from Topanga for over a year I recently returned. It has been absolutely nourishing to the spirit. Before the travel began I was going with the NorCal scene as a base. It was in the first few hours of returning it became apparent that SoCal is home and NorCal was home.
We all deserve to know where are homes are. To have that place to exhale deeply. Homes may change. Some will have the same home (address or region) their entire lives. For most the location of home will change. In short, we need to know where our homes are and do all we can to live there. To know whether home is still home we need to get away. It’s the ultimate test. In this environment we can more easily be plugged in to our infinite potential.