Joie De Vivre at The Art of Being you posted I Need to see Home in your Eyes. It reminded me of something I wrote a long time ago about Home. So I went and dug it out. I have longed for something most of my life that I think can best be described as Home. It is a major theme in most deep spirituality. It has been associated with people and places and things. I think there are a few people we can share it with because they seek that too. But in the end I think it is about discovering that the answer is not out there somewhere but in finding Home in ourselves. Seek out these rare people who understand the Romance of the Beloved.
Someone asked me recently what “Home” referred to in the Michael Buble’ song. They asked me “Where is Home?”
To me the answer was apparent and came as easily as remembering my own name.
I said, “Home is wherever She is.” Geography, space, time, and circumstance is irrelevant.
Wherever He may wander, whatever His circumstance, His heart will forever turn toward Her.
Just as the compass will seek the North so too will He be drawn to Her.
She is Home. She is rest. She is the answer to the question of his spirit.
So when Michael sings of Home he sings of Her and to Her and from a place in Him that will only and can only be whole when He is with Her.
I know of which he sings.
He needs to breathe.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAMPcH_PYdk
I was once told once if you romance life, life will in turn romance you…..
letting go of expecting the perfect time and place,for the perfect love, will show you as you walk your path through the trees, a gate to open that will lead one to the garden to call home….
I love this song, I heard it by Blake Sheldon first. it has such a longing to be held I think,listening to rain on the tin roof …I have felt it this past year more than ever, both my sisters passed away and I am my moms caregiver…rocked my world, but then I am where I am suppose to be, I let go…..I have caught my breath “again” and look forward to the Divine’s path for me this time….
Beautiful thoughts you have penned… Thank you for sharing you and them
Take Care…You Matter…
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maryrose
home is where the heart is, right? I long for someone to call me home.
I know sugar. I know that longing.
Such a romantic! I love it. Great, great song. The last time I heard it was at a funeral and I cried my eyes out. Good to hear again under different circumstances :). Big love story.
How beautiful dear friend. I feel home when I read this. Have a wonderful day:-)<3 Hugs, Isabella
Have never heard that song before, but sure understand that longing apart from being pull in the direction of someone you’re in love with. I think my journals are all about writing home…wherever that is.
I think it is that which calls us. Sighing for Eden. For what ought to be
This is probably a dumb question, but why do you figure some people experience that and others don’t?
I don’t know sugar. I think all people long and want. Some may be more sensitive some may be in more pain some folks stay addicted to things and stuff or ideas so the search is not broadened.
We will do anything to not feel pain, won’t we… This whole week feels that way for me. I’ve been a half a bubble off plumb ever since my brother was here. Life is just not lining back up right.
You are plumb. The bubble is where you say my sweet friend
You’re supposed to be chilling out, goofus… 🙂 If it was up to me I’d float away in a bubble like Glinda, the good witch. But then I’d be like that hamster in the ball on the TV commercial, wouldn’t I…
Perfect, thank you.
Just lovely and oh so true…
A beautiful song–I always have longed for a “home”. For me, it is a place where there is love, joy, and peace overflowing. It seems that I have yet to find it outside of myself. Perhaps it is within myself–the soul. It longs to go back where it came from. God says that He knew me before I was in my mother’s womb. Thank you for posting this song. It simply brought to mind my own desire for a place to call “home”.
Hey my friend. I wish you joy and peace and the knowledge of your Father’s Love.
I can see how all your past lives are touching you… and I know why I feel I’ve known you since forever.
Kindred spirits. 🙂
indeed 🙂