
12/21/23 Β from – 12/19/18
Going Home.
You have homes
that are of origin,
the place where
you first lived
as a baby sweet,
home may be where
you grew up
with friends,
through awkward stages,
with secret pacts
to keep,
home may be
an adopted area,
that you now lovingly
call Home –
is not Home where
you feel you belong,
a place to return to
after you roam?
There is a phrase
that you can never
go home,
that memories made
are memories gone –
but as Love keeps
the home fires burning,
is Love not the fuel
that brings Home
to you?
Are you not Home
in every moment,
it is not a place
that you need to stand,
let your memories
bring up emotion,
then follow your heart
to the unbreakable
strand,
is it not Love that
brings you back
to whatever Home
means to you –
and might you see
that you belong
Everywhere
as Everything
is within You?
Going Home
is not one place,
it is your
familiar
Place of Love –
return to your
heart,
come Home to
Love,
it is what You
are made of.

Here’s to coming Home to Love and Being Home in every moment!ππ
Have a fantastic Thursday, Sandy! π
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Always!!! And you as well, Bob! β€οΈππ»
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Returning to our hearts is to return Home to Love. Beautiful and true. Thank you, Sandy β£οΈππ
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Always True! Blessings to you, Deborah! β€οΈππ»
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