What does home mean to you? To some, it's people who define home. What of the dear folks who have no people who love them, no one who enjoys them, no one who wishes they were near? Do they have this thing called home, even without external input? I think so, because our essence is the same as everyone's, and this realization allows us to be alone but never lonely. It seems most of us are too restless to understand the expansive oneness from which we can never be separated. I'm observing an old friend trying to reclaim the only place she's ever known as home. Perhaps her memories are not all that wonderful from her childhood, and maybe it's wishful thinking on her part to feel this is her home, but it's as close as she can come with her present awareness. Maybe this will be the day she sees that home truly is where the heart is, and her heart doesn't need someone else to make it complete, because One truly is a whole number!
"We should examine ourselves and learn what is the affection and purpose of the heart, for in this way only can we learn what we honestly are." Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 8
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