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As I sit here my heart is filled with emotion.
So full, I feel like it's going to burst!
Having found something that is almost indescribable,

I will attempt:

Having travelled down many roads feeling all the time I'm going in the right direction, happy and enjoying  my journey. Taking in the beauty of the landscape, stopping for refreshment and being appreciative of all the delicious offerings to support my soul's needs along the way, but not ready to settle in any place.
That is until I stumbled upon this place!
I immediately felt at home.

Home

What does home feel like?
It feels so comfortable that you want to sink deeper and deeper into the fluffy down of softness.
Like you want to linger longer for the love that dwells there wanting to embrace you.
Feeling sure you belong, and loved  for being you, just you.
Sharing your love there is such a beautiful experience, appreciated, reciprocated.
That's what home feels like.

Thank you for the welcome!

Comments

rebecca said…
dear one!
i am in awe...i kept reading your out pouring..wondering just where it would take me. knowing that if you found "home" i wanted to discover that place too!!!
imagine my surprise to read recuerda mi corazon!!!
thank you so much for expressing such endearment. this is what i hope for...that i can humbly open a door...that each one who enters will feel the warmth, acceptance, support, love ...passion to simply be, fully who we are!

i have been away from the computer all weekend as this is when i prepare all the details and adventure that will fill ten days. twice a year i lead a folk art tour to san miguel de allende with a lovely group of artists and photographers. this year we will celebrate dia de los muertos!

i just jumped over to say seriously? you have an adrian? i love this, as i love you.

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