I vividly remember the conversation. I close my eyes and feel the dusty air and the setting as we stood under the moon lit hard packed dirt driveway of a place I knew as home. It was a moment long in the making. My rebellion, as much adolescent and coming of age as it was an expression of fear, had reached a breaking point. I do not blame the messenger. The message was overdue. The opening line changed my view of myself for decades to come.
“You do not live here anymore…”
I have returned again and again to this moment. The lingering emotion from that moment is the truth I felt. I could not muster a counter argument. I knew with certainty this was reality. The immediate question which was now heavy on my young shoulders was simple and direct; if not here, then where?
It took decades for me to answer this question. I catch myself going back again and again to the heart of the lesson and the discoveries which followed.
I am connected to a home defined by relationships. It was true in that moment under the moon and starts as it is in the darkness just before the sun shows itself for the day. A Christmas gift from my daughter explained it in simple black and white terms, relationship and love are what defined one’s refuge from the world, the safe place to which one retreats because in this place one is certain one is loved and will always be safe.
The heart of my home begins with the love and bond Divinity planted within me. Once I realized I could be at home with Divinity in any place and at any time, I began to understand the eternal bond which cannot separate me from Her heart except by my choosing otherwise.
Within your heart and mind, Divinity established a home. “He set them in place from all time to eternity; He gave his orders, and that’s it!” (Psalm 148.6) In building on this, our homes in this life are established.
