CATEGORY: PLUM SPORT DATE: NOVEMBER 3, 2020
With a steaming mug of hot lemon water near my yoga mat it is flexibility I seek.
Take heart, for when love remembers, our heart remembers and we’re home, of course y’all know this.
In life, there seems to be so much worldly stuff going on, pulling us in all directions, away from home, we do not know what will get-our-goat next. Sometimes a physical place that people refer to as a home, is the worst place to be when abuses of all kinds take place or the priority is glam appearances. Certain abodes can make us fearful or sad. Being truly home should not make one feel powerless, vulnerable, threatened, frustrated, or unloved; all indicating a dark shadow of ugliness over what should be a bright spot.
Home is where we are AT-HOME, untroubled and always powerfully vital. Home is where we find happy, a centered, supportive, calming refuge, a safe haven on our journey, our grand adventure, from one point to the next, time after time. It really does sound like the cliche’, Home Is Where The Heart Is. There’s no shadow of doubt that our heart goes wherever we go, so, by preselected option, we take our home everywhere with us. We can take heart that love always remembers, then we’re home every time, wherever we physically find ourselves.
Sure is wonderful when that home we know intimately, manifests in our current domicile, reflecting warmheartedly in even the smallest of details in our surroundings. This indelible hearth spirit seems more abundant during the Holiday season and is what we miss when during our going-in-all directions life, we feel we are a long way from it. Our souls long to go home for the holidays to reconnect.
To take heart is to take home. Wherever you find yourself in the world may you always remember, home is indeed where the heart is, and may your home be abundant with every good thing…including chocolate!
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