Home

I've been away for a few days, visiting my daughter, Catie, in Edmonton, then, visiting friends in Calgary, and the time "away" from home was wonderful, and now I'm home, and this is wonderful too.

Do you ever have times where it is wonderful to be where you were, and wonderful to be where you are - that paradox of life, that both -- and of there & here, that makes life rich, and makes life what it is?

It was wonderful to be away, and to be busy and active and going and exploring. And now I'm home, and this morning it's quiet here, and silent, and not so "busy", or active, and the exploring I'm doing is inward right now. And this feels rich and fertile and delicious in a different kind of way. And I'm craving the silence right now, and to be quiet within, and to rest within, and to explore my soul, and to deepen inside. . . and just to be. . . .

And both kinds of places feel rich and full and deep and delicious and full -- "away" and home. And each allows me to know the other more fully and richly and deeply. And right now I am in the "home" place, and silent, feeling this peace, and wanting this peace. Perhaps tomorrow, it will be "away" that beckons me on . . .

Where are you, dear friend? What place of silence or peace or busyness is calling to you? And maybe it's not "or" but "and"?