This amazing woman that I recently met forwarded a newsletter to me that started, “Home is a place where all the pieces fit together…”
It made me reflect on the places and circumstances under which I feel at home. My bed, of course. And, in the arms, or presence, of someone I care about very very much. Also, when I’ve got my arms wrapped around my child.
As I look further, I realize that the big challenge is to feel at home when I am feeling “empty.” At that moment, I am seized with the need to find something outside of me to fill me up. I may confuse it with hunger or some other distraction. When in fact, it is a moment pregnant with possibility- an opportunity to go, instead, inside of me.
To be at home with emptiness? That would be something. THAT would be the unleashing of Divine Creativity…