Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Being Home

Sitting at home reading, I paused to stretch for a moment and thought, "Ah, it's good to be back home." The thought startled me because, well- because I haven't travelled anywhere. And clearer than the thought was the feeling- that feeling you get after a long trip. No matter how well the trip has gone there is a lovely letting go when you return home and sink into the scent of familiar rooms, notice the way the late afternoon light brings out the dark wood grain of the tabletop, the way your bed feels warm and welcoming.

I'm curious about this feeling- why it arises now, in what way I have perhaps wandered from my "home" - inner or outer. If you've read any of my writing you know that I have faith in our deepest longing. And perhaps all soul longing could be described as wanting to go home- to ourselves; to a sense of belonging; to knowing our own belovedness and feeling the presence of the Beloved that never ceases to reach for us.

I don't know what made this feeling arise when it did, but I do know that we don't earn our homecoming- it is a gift, grace, unearned and unconditional. For reasons I do not understand, in that moment, as I set my book aside and sat quietly I became available to something that is possibly always there. And for this, I am deeply grateful. ~Oriah

The wonderful photos of Karen Davis at Open Door Dreaming always remind me that this earth is my home.


  1. I'm glad your home. X


  2. Thank you Oriah, your blog posts always sustain me when nothing else can.
    Just a thought: Why don't you work with Karen Davis and make a book together? She provides the pics and you write a short poem or something that touches you when you look at each pic?
    Lotsa Love, Sabine

    1. Thank you Sabine. A book like that would be lovely- but sadly not affordable. Reproducing photos in a book is a very expensive process. I do love her photos and they often inspire introspection and writing. Oriah