Coming Home

My feelings are mixed this morning as we prepare to head back home – sadness, mixed with a longing for the familiar (our space, our things, our cats).

There is an amazing space that opens when we come and go from places. We bring something to that destination, have experiences, create memories, then move-on, leaving a wake of our presence behind.

Upon returning we can bask in the familiar as we replay our journey. We can now resting in our home and give ourselves perspective on what took place. A simmering of the conscious and unconscious.

Going to someplace new is exciting. Coming home is where and when the magic happens.

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