No place like home...

Maslow and other great thinkers all agree that safety is the number one need of every living creature. If a person, plant, amoeba is not "safe" in it's environment, it can't thrive, will never attain its maximum bloom and will eventually die never having fully developed.

After three months of bouncing around California with my life in a van (not the same as Van Life) along with Bugs my rabbit, moving in and out of hotels and Airbnb's, we needed a place to call home.

I had not looked for a place to live on my own since my 20's. I was broke and basically a nun at the time, living a modest and minimalist life more out of the lack of means than principle.

Within a matter of days of serious searching, I found my one bedroom apartment and all the furniture I needed in a resale shop.

By serendipitous orchestration, my son came to visit after his first quarter at school before he and Sis went to their dad's for the holidays. His brief visit, by providence I believe, coincided with the apartments availability.

I spent the first night in my new home, after over a hundred days afloat, under a roof, with both of my kids.

I could not have felt more like I was where I was supposed to be. My space christened by the breath of my sleeping babes.

I find like "Sticking the Landing" I can't possibly get this all in one post. I want to share my garden, my views, stories of my neighbors and more photos of the semi final version of my home, as it is now. The timing is perfect of course, as I am heading to the airport again to pick up both of my kids again for an off season holiday visit. It's been over a years since my boy has been in my home. Young roots of my new life are being established, just as his are in college. We're all growing up and into the awareness that home in one sense is a location. More importantly, home is that feeling when you are with those with whom you are safe. I'm remembering what safety feels like. I can't wait to welcome them into my new world and hear about theirs.

It's true there is no place like home...

It's also true that home is not a place - but rather a space we take up as our authentic selves. That can be anywhere. It is a privilege when we have the opportunity for our outer world, a house or apartment to reflect us - to be an extension of our souls.

I am exceedingly blessed.