HOME
Webster defines home as a place of one's residence, a familiar or usual setting, a place of origin. But is it something much more intangible than that?
What defines home to you, a place, a person, or pehaps just a feeling?
When I am in the deepest meditation and that sense of my body has disappeared and I feel such an incredible warmth of Divine love envelop my entire soul, this is when I feel home. I wish I could meditate this deep daily!
I also feel so much at home when I am near the ocean or a river or mountain lake.
Home is where my friends are.
Home is feeling 'this is where I belong.' It is not neccessarlity a permenant thing. Appleton is my home currently. That may change after I finish school.
I heard an amusing quote recently. "Friends are the difunctional family that we choose." I do not know who it is originally by. My friends may not be perfect, but they are real friends and that is important to me.
I am trying to think of where I feel at home... There are actual places of comforting energy in the world, and since I have moved here and there in my life, I can actually recognise what feels 'like a home' and what or where, does not.
And then I discovered, what I can do, that can actually make a place feel like home... and I plop my meditation cushion down, and smile.
anyplace where I feel comfortable enough to meditate - I am home.
OM Shanti
I also searched for the elusive "home" all my life and realised I only found home when I gained an inner peace and connection with all around me. A connection with Earth and all living things.. and an odd sense of understanding of everything and everyone around brings an odd smile to my face and a realisation that your always home. But not only this but I think I also found this feeling of "home" .. of connection to wherever I am at any moment is when I finally let go of ego and desires. Kind of an acceptance of what you really are and then you can start to accept everything around you and fall in love with life itself ... (LOL.. trying my hardest to explain the feeling) then I felt home every day no matter where I am in the world a very peaceful and pure happy feeling.. like you can see a stranger but feel like you accept and understand everyone they do not feel a stranger more of just a friend you have not met or just another human you care for and may not need to meet but respect in any case and are just happy to be alive. An odd feeling but the best thing that ever happend to me. It was a painful huge journey to get to that place and LOL I think there was many events and continous acceptances and battles I faced within to get there but through meditation and continued learning I wish to always have that fabulous feling of not only being home but feeing very alive. I wish everyone can get to know what that feels like one day because you also finally feel very free and at peace. Im not better than anyone else, Im just an ordanary girl however through acceptance and learning even I have this amazing feeling of peace. EVERYONE HAVE A BEAUTIFUL WEEK! Juliaanna 
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But i think i could feel home evrywhere!You just must find your peace...
Sande, you have no idea how much I can relate to what you just said.
As I thought this through, it was about our hanging onto material 'things' and how we can be grounded in ourselves, even as our shelter moved on. Most of us, me included, are very grounded people who choose to have a home and surroundings. Most of us like some creature comforts, even those who limit their accumulated material goods. Some of us are even pack rats who collect so many things.
There is a saying...Home is where the heart is!
Our hearts are the place we can attune to the spirit within and without in our search for spirituality. The rest can be trappings of a material life.
God bless, J
Because of my occupation I travel allot, Live in Hotels, RVs, Tents, etc ie whatever is available. Thus to me home is not a phyical place, it is an emotional and spiritual place. Home is where my wife and kids are and home is where I can be myself and talk with my maker.
Rob
Home to me is when I go to my "House" after work, go immediately to get my lil friend Swirrel the Squirrel from her cage and take her outside and enjoy her antics and romping in the grass, never going to far away from my side, letting me know she loves me and showing me she is happy to be with me outside. She sneezes at me when she approves of something or looks lovingly into my eyes and climbs my shoulder to nibble my ear or give me kisses. Sometimes she will just sit in my hands and wrap her hands around my fingers and pull them under her chin, lol. She is home to me. She is everything to me, she is my life, my love,my happiness. They say nothing good comes from a hurricaine, well, she came from one and she came to be with me and my family and she is home,.
MM
Life is a journey, not a destination. Home is where you are for the moment , wherever it may be. it is not physical, it is spiritual. lift up your spirit, be happy and be at home with yourself.
MM
Home is where there is "Love" everywhere with everyone and everything. Home is where you feel safe to live and love to sing and dance. Home is where you have the sense of belonging.
A building or a house is not home. A building or a house become a home when you find love everywhere and in everyone. You will be able to see love in others and other things only when you have in you the love.
You are in love when you are in the Truth that is in your own very nature and that is Love. Love is God, God is Truth.
Krishna is you and you are Krishna. Krishna is one - inseperably one. You love Krishna as no one will sing and play with you Like Krishna. He will take away your clothes, he will take away your butter and he will with his pranks make you cry, but still you love Krishna.
You are Krishna and Krishna is you. Any dispute on it?
As in Chapter IV in Srimad Bhagavat Gita "Completely rid of passion, fear and anger, wholly absorbed in Me, depending on Me, and purified by the penance of wisdom, many have become one with Me even in the past."
Be one with Krishna and be Krishna. Sing and dance and be at home.
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Hare;
Hare Rama Hare Rama, Rama Rama Hare Hare.
Being freed from attachment, fear and anger, being fully absorbed in Me and taking refuge in Me, many, many persons in the past became purified by knowledge of Me—and thus they all attained transcendental love for Me.
This is my HOME....
Are we schizophrenias?
Our lower mind wants to enjoy the color of this world. Our higher mind doesn’t want to play anymore. It wants only Him. Our higher mind want to be pure and simple, still our life becomes often more complicated due to our lower mind. It is hard to control the mind. Only those who take full shelter in the cosmic father are able to overcome the play of Maya.
With the help of pure ideation, selfless service and sacrifice we will be able to cross the ocean.
Then we are home.
Not only is it where my friends are
but it is where my HISTORY is---me as a person and my family, and my culture.
I feel like I belong there more than anywhere I have been.
I have search for my home in the jungle, in the mountains, in the cities and everywhere. I did not find it. So I thought I was homeless in this world, which I gave up. Then I find my home this inside of my hearth. You were there.
Home is where I have lived for 49 years now. I actually bought a land beside my grandparents where I was raised. In the Mountains of Va. My peace is my garden where I raise most of my food. I have a small green house I sprout vegetable plants just for fun and give them to people to replant in their garden. I am a plant lover I feel a very closeness to God when I am in my garden working and watching what the Lord has blessed me with grow. Been around family and few friends all my life. Went to Dc. to live once for 3 months could take the city life couldn't Waite to come back to my haven. I have always been poor man but rich in God and the Lord has always provided for me. I love Beagles I have 6 right now. We have geese, ducks, chickens, praying doves and angel pigeons. I have a lot to keep me busy and I love them all. I love the deer and all the animals hear around where I live. Real love and peace is my garden and animal friends I feel closest to God when I am in my little world I call home. God bless you all Michael
TEXT 22
ananyas cintayanto mam
ye janah paryupasate
tesam nityabhiyuktanam
yoga-ksemam vahamy aham
SYNONYMS
ananyah--no other; cintayantah--concentrating; mam--unto Me; ye--who; janah--persons; paryupasate--properly worship; tesam--their; nitya--always; abhiyuktanam--fixed in devotion; yoga-ksemam--requirements; vahami--carry; aham--I.
TRANSLATION
But
those who worship Me with devotion, meditating on My transcendental
form--to them I carry what they lack and preserve what they have.
PURPORT
One
who is unable to live for a moment without Krsna consciousness cannot
but think of Krsna twenty-four hours, being engaged in devotional
service by hearing, chanting, remembering, offering prayers,
worshiping, serving the lotus feet of the Lord, rendering other
services, cultivating friendship and surrendering fully to the Lord.
Such activities are all auspicious and full of spiritual potencies;
indeed, they make the devotee perfect in self-realization. Then his
only desire is to achieve the association of the Supreme Personality of
Godhead. This is called yoga. By the mercy of the Lord, such a devotee never comes back to this material condition of life. Ksema refers to the merciful protection of the Lord. The Lord helps the devotee to achieve Krsna consciousness by yoga, and when he becomes fully Krsna conscious the Lord protects him from falling down to a miserable conditioned life.
‘Bhakti Yoga,’ the yoga of gratitude. Have you
ever noticed that when you have gratitude, you’re always happy. But if you don’t have gratitude, it doesn’t matter how many material things you have, you’re never satisfied?
I find that if I can even remind myself to be grateful for even the air I breathe it helps me be happier about a lot of things. Conversely there's no limit to how frustrated and sad I can become if I dwell on all the things I think I want or figure I need in order to be happy.
There are so many different kinds of yoga. There's kundalini, yoga, kriya yoga, raja yoga, hatha yoga, astanga yoga and the list goes on and on. The thing that really sets bhakti yoga off from most other yoga systems is the emphasis on consciousness and a mood of service. To really enter into a mood of bhakti or service it definitely helps to cultivate a stong sense of gratitude. It's easier for me to do something for someone if I recognize how they're doing a lot for me. So this is the key crucial fundamental part of bhakti that gives it so much potency. Most importantly I have to remember that I have a personal relationship with God and Jesus, not some vague hazy alliance with a field of power or some limitless light. God is the Supreme Being. To the degree I really know that, I increase my chance to achieve my full potential as a human being and am less driven to be a human doing. I become motivated by divine love and less victimized by fear and anger.
service by hearing, chanting, remembering, offering prayers,
worshiping, serving the lotus feet of the Lord, rendering other
services, cultivating friendship and surrendering fully to the Lord.
God is where happiness is 24 hours a day. There is no other way to fine happiness in life except in Krsna praise his Holy name.
When we moved and seperated I thought home was with mother, in her house in her presence.
When she abandoned me I felt I had no home..eventhough I was given a foster home. I realized home was more than a place to sleep.
As time passed I told myself I didn't need a home. I had myself. I said home is where I am, eventhough it never felt like home.
Then I had a daughter...and home truly was where ever we were. A car, a bench, or a floor in a hospital...it was home because I was in her presence.
Time went on and I had a whole family. Now home to me is in the presence of my family where ever they are. So home is where I am...and in the presence of those I love.
All foster children have a bond with there family.
Its vary hard and no wonder there so bitter and mad at the whole world. And the seam to take it out on their foster parents. It does rely take the love of God to help them get through. If we realize God adopted us in to his loving arms and family. We should treat people and children with the love of God in our hearts. God bless Michael
When I was a teen, on Long Island, NY, I always felt like I needed to be elsewhere, no matter where I was. The anxiety was maddening, but, I could never pick a direction. It got more intense, until finally, I followed my mother down to Florida, so I could help her out.
Now, my mother has gotten to a point where I doubt she needs my help much, and the anxiety has returned, again.
There are times when I can almost feel the environment I'm being called to, and I think it may be near the ocean. So, when I'm able, I have a feeling I'll be heading west, to Mexico's gulf. If the pattern of this feeling has anything to it, then that's where I need to be.
So, I guess for me, home is wherever the universe sends me.
I have left earthly home. My home is spread out across the universe.
No place I have ever been has been home - my soul has always needed to keep moving, much to the consternation of family. At this very moment I am selling 99% of my material possessions with the intent of leaving Costa Rica and returning to the States.
Sarvo, I noted that you feel we should, "get out of Dodge", so that going to the States is walking into the jaws of danger. I refuse to let my choices or decisons be fear based as to where I am located. I know that I will be where I am supposed to be, if I have gone to the place destroyed by chaos or calamity that is perfect. When it is time to cross the veil, where I am is where I should be.
Every possession that walks out of the door breaks another link in the chains that bind me. This exercise of "letting go is so liberating. The intention once I am free of the possessions that have possessed me, is to go on the road, whether by bus or train. My preference would be a Dodge Sprinter Cargo Van - I have obviously been surfing the net!
I should love to volunteer for Hospice in hospitals along the way. As a registered nurse I did Hospice before, however, as a volunteer I might have more opportunity to bring the light to terminal patients. I would say that is a more real sense of home. In this endeavor is ask your prayers and support. I might add here that I am now in my 8th decade of this lifetime, Glory Be! What joy!
Violette, I am so inspired by you! I am also in the process of walking away from all my earthly possesions (well, I am taking some things, on does need a certain amount of essentials for life) but hopefully I won't be tempted to take superficial items. And I'm only in my 5th decade of life. I can only hope to have your passion and wisdom when I get to be your age. My prayers will be with you on your travels.
Hare Krsna, Subhadra
This world is a mad house. It is not my home any more. It has even past the stage of degeneration. So now I only shelter is You.
But I start to realize why You are playing this crazy drama. We all have to surrender all our desires. It did not give us infinite happiness. We will see that we want only You.
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A friend just gave me a great definition of home. Home is the place you never have to leave.
And yes, I might be home now. I'm certainly quite happy here.
I found my "Home" seven years ago,here in a small sleepy little mountain village of Puerto Rico,It is not over developed or over populated We (my family) live a simple life and I can connect with and enjoy the many blessings of nature.I feel for all I may not have in regard to money and possessions holds no bearing on my wealth for I am blessed each day that I wake to the gentle breeze that the bamboo trees creak and slowly sway with,which I call the bamboo ballet,and the sight of the horses,cows & sheep in the surrounding mountains,in the evening's that I sit up on the roof listening to the coqui's familiar song amazed at how very close the star's appear and how I can see the twinkling lights of villages a great distance away I know I am home and there is no place I would rather be.
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For me, it's difficult to answer the question. I feel most at home when and wherever I'm alone and sensing myself completely. I also feel at home reminding myself of death. Unlike many people, I look forward to dying. I want to be conscious when I pass over, so I practice being fully conscious a lot.
Sarvo, your statement about your laid back life in India is intriguing. What nice situation have you found for yourself? I agree that life in America is about to turn pretty sour, but I'm not thinking that everyone here is as you describe. There are good people here -- spiritual people here. Wisdom is needed here as much as anywhere.
Sarvo is a man of great wisdom. Many of you here are wise in the ways of the Spirit. It is an honor to find you.
Love, Hope, Peace, & Christ Be With You,
Cal-el
I was born in a very small town. My parents were well known and respected. My Dad was a mason, a deacon in the church, and ran 3 lead and zinc mines thru most of WW2. Dad had been a pitcher on a minor baseball team before he was hurt in the mines. I had an older brother and lots of relatives in the small town. I was very happy and at home. Then for reasons unknown to me, my dad quit working in the mines and went to work in the rubber plant and it was very hard on him. My parents decided we would go to california as soon as my brother and I got out of school. I finished the third grade there at home. The family came back briefly about 6 months later and my parents sold the house. I took my dolls, beds and dress up clothes to the little girl next door as we couldn't take much. We left everything, friends, school, knowing who I was and where I was going. it broke my heart. I have never been at home again. But later I understood why we had to move. My dad was getting spots on his lungs from working in the mines. So many of the men in town had died of black lung disease that dad got out because he wanted to spend lots of years with us, his family.
Since then I have moved around a lot. we lived in Calif for 14 years. I was married to a service man and we moved around a lot. But my dad got ill and we needed to move out of the polluted enviroment of the Southern California area, So we moved to Oregon. My husband and 2 kids made the move and my brother and his family did also. Later, more and more of our relatives came to live in the Oregon area. Again, we lived in a small town, a rural town. I had another child, took part in the school and community doins,became divorced after my children were grown and moved in with my mother after my father passed away. then after being in Oregon for 44 years, 25 of those years were with my mother. I took care of her as she had Alzheimers. My Brother decided he was going to take care of mom. Things were a bit chaotic for a week or so, and my youngest son came to help me leave. He shipped those items that I wanted to take with me, such as my paintings ( I enjoyed painting) and some household items. I didn't need much as I was going to live with my children 3 or 4 months a year in each home.
But for the second time in my life I left everything behind, friends, friends of my children whom I had watched grow up, doctors, insurance agents I had been with for years. And moved to the other side of the world, to Virginia. Since the first 2 years I moved around so often, I made no friends of my own, Had no church that was mine! Homeless again.
But I do look forward to passing over. Always hoping it will be my real home and I won't have the need to leave there again.
with love, Genelda
peace, loght and love to all
namaste,
sandy
home to me is a place I can relax and feel unfettered even though I'm inside a physical structure. to me, it's just a house unless there are cats in it.... then it's a home. *grinning*
on the deeper level, though, I've come to recognize a difference between my soul home on this planet and my physical home. I usually live in California, which is my physical home -- although I'm increasingly comfortable wherever I am, on the planet. but my soul's home is in South India, at a holy site where I spent many years in deep meditation.
Alx
Ki, Chi, The Source, The Force, are just
Different names for God.
It's Really very simple,
But to you in may seem odd.
It's through the Holy spirit
That God spreads Jesus love.
So evr'yone let's all join hands
And spread peace from above.
The world is flled with hatred and war,
Greed, lust, violence, and sin.
We've got to fight a spiritual war
That only comes from within.
So if you call God Allah,
Buddah, Krishna, or Id,
It's time to come together in peace.
It's about time that we did.
Refrain:
Spread your love throughout the world.
Let your light shine bright.
It's time to break the darkness
And turn on our inner light.
Copyright © 2006 by Cal Jennings
I think I was trying to explain that a house is not a home. To me it was my family and extended family. I had grandmothers all over town, because my parents mother's had passed away before I was born. My first grade teacher was the same one that my dad had for first grade. We all called our Pastor "Brother Smith". I didn't know it was an address of respect and love To me it was his name. He and his wife were a large part of my life to that point When they came to our house for Sunday dinner, we always had the most delicious fried chicken. I had a cousin who loved fried chicken and decided he would be a pastor when he grew up because he loved the fried chicken. I think everyone in town had Fried chicken when the pastor came. The next door lady was one of my grandmothers. I called her Mimmie. I have been told It was my way of saying her name "Mrs Miller" when I first started to talk. But by the time I was 6years old, the whole town called her "mimmie". And everyone knew she was "MY" Mimmie. Her husband, whom I also loved dearly, was injured in the mines and died inthe hospital when I was about 4 or 5. In those days the deceased was put in his casket and brought home for a couple of days before the funeral. I well remember going next door and into the dining room where the casket was. No one else was there, so I climbed up on a chair so I could reach into the casket. I pleaded with him to get up because laying there sleeping was making Mimmie cry. I remember putting my hand over his. and his hand was very cold. But he wouldn't get up , and my mom came in and picked me up and told me that he couldn't get up, but he loved me. Hmmm, I am not doing any better with words than I did the first time. What made it home was the town the people the love the belonging. I had an Aunt. She was the sister of my dad's borther's wife. But she was quite religious. Sometimes God would tell her to go off and talk to someone. She would leave her house work as it was..if she had started laundry it just was left. Sometime later if another neighbour came in to speak to her and saw the laundry waiting, they would rung the load in the washer thru the wringer into the rinse water and put another load in. This would continue all day if she was gone that long until when she did get home the laundry would be all done and folded and out on her bed. It wasn't put away because no one would get into your drawers or closets. It wasn't proper. But when she got home, she would praise the Lord for finishing her laundry. It was that kind of atmosphere, that kind of love. It was the whole community that made it home.
And a lot of years later in Oregon, it was again the friends and neighbours the giving, sharing and careing that made it home. It was all my friends from the company I had retired from. It was leaving my mother. I also left my pet dog because mom needed him as a companion without me there. It was leaving behind some of my dearly loved relatives. It was belonging and being needed and respected, mostly the love as in Cal's song
with love, Genelda
Love, Hope, Peace, & Christ Be With You,
Cal-el
To me the keyword in this question is: FAMILY. Where is my family, there is my home.
I have 3 home , I live in a house with my closed family (husband , and my 2 sons) but I feel myself at home in my mother's flat and my grandma's flat too. In these homes I feel myself loved and I feel myself comfortable.
Looking up seeing a roof as vast as I feel.
I have family, a good sized one, and they are a home to me also, but my children never belonged to me, they belong to themselves and their beliefs. So home becomes I feel what we bring to wherever we are. It is a radinace form within that warms whatever dwelling we may be in at the moment.
We take it wherever I beleive.
WithIn Love
Darrell
may you find light, peace and abundant love in your most beautiful HOME.
namaste,
sandy
Home is where the heart is... And the heart is in the body right now. Just as your conciousness is at the moment of typing...
Sure, you can 'float' and 'meditate' and 'transcent' to other realms and other awareness, but than... I can also say: "Sorry you ask for where your home is..." Since the word 'home' is also something 'we made up' to be 'something'.
Is it important to know 'where your home is'...? If so... Than you should also consider 'what your home is'... And how it influence who you are and what you vibrate and... On and on and on...
I'd say... Current home, Zaandam. Where I live. Bigger view: Current home, planet Earth. (I'm not that 'country minded').
Perhaps a better question would be: "What do you feel as your home...?" "What makes a home...?"
Anyway, I hope all of you can 'find' a place to call home. (Or have found a place to call home...)
Peace & Love!
Marc
You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead
We're on our way home,
We're on our way home,
We're going home.
GYANI SHREE SARVO,
YOU HAVE ONLY ONE SOURSE TO REACH SUPREME LORD SHREE KRISHNA IS YOUR TEMPORARY BODY. THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION YOU HAVE.
"This temporary body can not bring any lasting peace or happiness."
But since I'm here now, I'm glad I can enjoy peace & hapiness... Even if THIS peace & hapiness is not for ever.
Some say, nothing lasts for ever...
I can say, the understanding of eternity, for me, is a lasting peace & hapiness for as long as my consciousness is aware of this understanding... If I 'evolve' to a higher consciousness I will most probably experience new and other forms of peace & hapiness. (Thus, you are right, it's not lasting... It's as all things, subject to change...)
Peace & Love!
Marc
i only know because of my body i will joint to supreme SHREE KRISHNA,
I JUST SURRENDER TO lord shree krishna.
nice of you shree sarvo and mark, you have very high thinkings of life, i feel very nice with all of you.
Sandy, As long as you are not renting in tourist geared areas,or the over developed Golf Course communities,you can rent a house real cheap- the avarage rent for a three bedroom house is $300 a month!
home feels most authentic, most real, for me, with ALLTHATIS.
great love, mercy, comfort, pleasure, experience, safety, and all kinds of simply fabulous things! freedom from duality, ego and pain...aaahhhhh.
bb, ani 
Home...back home to Godhead, yes. But on the physical plane, I am soon going "home". I have never lived there before. In July I will finally move to France. I have wanted in my heart to go for a year now and it seemed "against all odds"...so many obstacles in the way. Suddenly so much has been changeing in my life and "impossible" things have happened..all to ease my passage to France. It is unreal the way circumstances have contrived to get me there. I don't know why, but I strongly feel that this is where God intends me to be...hopefully I will find out why when I get there!
Lynn, that is so exciting. God is in your heart, God directs your steps. How absolutely wonderful! Please keep us all posted on your exciting move.
I suspect that people like friends and family, the people that know Lynn the best; they can see that she's a pretty happy person. You know what? They're right about that.
Follow......................Your Heart it's inside there 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48l8cI5kZ0c
Where is home? God is in your heart. You're there with God. God directs your steps. You don't have to worry. You have the secret to happiness. That's what home is. Home is where we can always be happy.
I like the icon/image (of a pathway leading higher and higher into heavens) you use to identify yourself with - it is so beautifully symbolic of one's inner journey to total freedom! I enjoy your posts very much.
May I copy & use this picture in my blogs, if need be, elsewhere (http://blog.360.yahoo.com/praveshksingh)?
Much love!
Pravesh
Almost a year ago, I packed up, walked away from my life, and moved into the temple in San Diego. I thought I was home. Now it seems like I am going to have to move from here. Where is home? Just when you think you find it, it changes. Everything in this material world is temporary.
Where are you going Subhadra? I am sure that will be home too. I have moved around sooooooo much, home is where you make it!
Love the photo Steve....I think I would be very at home there, a horshoe and a hat! What more could I want? Except, of course, the horse the shoe belongs to!
as an 'indoctrinational' aside . . . .
'Home' from the word 'homage', a feudal ceremony by which a man 'humbles' himself as the servant or slave of a lord.
'Humble', to make humble in spirit or manner, to destroy power, independance or prestige.
I think it is from the Old German ham...meaning village.
humble is from the Latin humilis meaning humility in the spiritual sense.
Independance? It is spelt independence.
Pedantic? Me?!!!!!
You're probably right. Webster's is a shyte dictionary . . . what more can You expect from an upper crusty American Freemason?
The independance was mine, I'll dance rather than dence any chance I get.
She is right about "ham";in fact, ham is the Old English word for village, estate, etc. which may have its roots in Old German --hard to be sure with the Germanic languages. You can probably think of many names of English towns and places that have "ham" in them even today. Nottingham comes to mind. Hamlet is derived from "ham," obviously. I had to read stuff in Old English in college.
Home is where I have been placed, it's a nice place.
Webster's is a shyte dictionary.
My last name is Webster
are You your dictionary?
Webster's . . . .
Main Entry: 1home Pronunciation: ˈhōm Function: noun Etymology: Middle English hom, from Old English hām village, home; akin to Old High German heim home, Lithuanian šeima family, servants, Sanskrit kṣema habitable, kṣeti he dwells, Greek ktizein to inhabit Date: before 12th century
Main Entry: hom·age Pronunciation: ˈä-mij, ˈhä- Function: noun Etymology: Middle English, from Anglo-French homage, omage, from home man, vassal, from Latin homin-, homo human being; akin to Old English guma human being, Latin humus earth — more at humble Date: 14th century
look at that . . . .
home man = vassal
vassal = one in a subservient or subordinate position
Very interesting...and your point is?
not to buy into home ownership
Who said anything about having to OWN the place you call home???
Subhadra's initial post...................
"What defines home to you, a place, a person, or pehaps just a feeling?"
mother womb is best place for any soul where they feel most safe and comfort, home is place where you feel safe and most comfortable to breath.
Where are you going Subhadra?
Where my spirit is, is my home.
Has anyone heard from Genna PLEASE ?
Jenna hugs
Hi Jenna...no, I haven't heard either...have sent her a couple of messages but nothing.
Mahabala, I'm not sure where I am going right now. Things are changing here in the San Diego temple, and it seems they are disbanding the woman's ashram. So is this my chance to get to India? Maybe. I have a few different options, maybe I should just come back to Chicago, huh? I'll let everyone know when I find my destination.
Good luck Subhadra, and TY Lynn, I hope she is ok, I also wrote.
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Subhadra.......let your heart tell you where you need to be and follow it....it WILL happen!
Home is HERE!
I would just love to know where Subhadra is calling home at the moment! Anyone heard from her?
Last night was our third night in our new home together. We are in Vallabh Vidyanagar, Gujurat, India and have been here now for nearly four months. We love it here. First we were in the four star guest house with all kinds of fancy conveniences. Now our situation is a little more austere but we are definitely members of the community.
Subhadra and I in India
Oh joy!!! I am so delighted that you are together! You must be so happy. I just knew it would all woirk out for you, and you both look so beautiful and happy and healthy! Not sure about the friend in the middle though.
Everywhere we go now we drink the tap water. At first that was a real test. Now we've developed immunity. We're doing the native thing. We now have our own flat provided by the temple and every day they bring us more fruit than we can eat. You haven't even had a papaya until you've had one here in India and the first mangoes hit the stands just a few days ago.
Well, IMO, a lot of illness in the Western world is due to the fact that people have been deprived of the opportunity to build up their immunity in a natural way. Go ahead and drink the water! (I was always one of those people that would drink the water, eat the strange foreign food etc................life is dangerous, enjoy it)
Exactly, Lynn, you're terrific. You're right. People are so overly cautious that they practically put themselves and their children in a bubble and then wonder why they all get sick.
Home is where the heart is, no?
To me, home is my house, but also, I can feel at home with people anywhere, as long as they are decent, loving people.
Darren, you are a decent loving guy. Thanks for posting. Please feel free to start a thread if you like. We need all 1700 members participating. If anyone has any questions, comments or observations about God, Life, Death, Karma, Reincarnation, Meditation or really anything; please go right ahead and say something.
