I was fully immersed in a conversation with Vanessa when this word hit me. I didn’t know why, but I felt I had to stop for a second and jot it down. I couldn’t let it go until I knew it was safe somewhere.
I don’t know where you are right now.
Someone is home.
Someone is stuck somewhere dreaming about home.
Some are in a house they don’t feel home.
All of a sudden, my body has been confined in one place.
But what about my mind, heart and soul? Where are they?
Are they home too, or are they still trying to hold to somewhere else?
I had this image of a halo effect, like the tail of a comet. My body abruptly dragged home while the rest of me was still clinging to the many places and people of my life.
There are parts of me that are missing right now.
Dreams, ambitions, projects, connections.
They were all out there when my body was forced within here.
Yeah, this thing took something from me.
Though, the connection is still there.
Like an elastic band, pulling them back home.
And the more they come home, the more I feel whole and in peace.
It is a process.
A sort of homecoming.