True home – home at a level so deep it feels right at the root of your being – can take the form of a perfect house, a type of climate, or far-away country. When being in that place feels more true and right than anywhere you’ve ever been, or feel you should be, or even reasonably can be, you experience the home you are.

Being home takes on a whole new meaning then.

If the place where I feel the most at home on a cellular level is Germany, but I’ve spent my entire life as a resident and citizen of North America, does it matter that my body – my being – knows more about my true home than my logical mind? Of course not.

What matters is that when I’m in Germany, I feel bigger to the power of ten. I feel both rooted and winged to the nth degree. I smile all through my waking hours. The air itself nourishes and heals me. Everywhere there feels like the right place to be.

In the place where my being is truly at home, I am effortlessly, joyously myself.

Where are you, when you are being home?

Flickr photo: Freiburg Münster, by krossbow.

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