Tag: findinghome

When Place is a Verb

Thomas Rhett has a new song out where he says, “It sure is good to be country again.” I’m struggling to understand what that means. What does it mean to be a place?

Contemplating Suicide

Living–really living–is a perpetual act of suicide.

Before & After We Marry, Part 1

After a wedding, you are never really the same. Once we marry, a part of us is gone forever. Even as we embrace our new joined lives with joy, we need to honor what we leave behind.

Seniors Leaving Home

When it’s time for assisted living, it’s not the home or belongings our elders miss. It’s the freedom and their youth. They don’t so much care if they are forgetting things, they have all the memories they need.

Peter Rabbit, Imagination, and Our Sensory Love of Home

Today is the birthday of Beatrix Potter, who reminds us that imagination can be the glue that binds us to home.

Belonging

We all have a need to belong. In Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, belonging is smack in the middle of the pyramid, right there with love.

One Year with Mazie

Today is Mazie’s Gotcha Day anniversary. One year since we met and I brought her home with me. And what a year it’s been! She was four weeks pregnant when we met and had recently been rescued from a home with 100 dogs. No… Continue Reading “One Year with Mazie”

Our Body, Our Home

John O’Donohue wrote, “The body is your only home in the universe. It is your house of belonging here in the world.” But what if we don’t feel at home in our bodies?

The Special Role of Fathers

Things have changed a lot in recent years. The traditional roles of mother and father aren’t what they were when many of us were growing up – and certainly not what they were in the time of our grandparents and those before them. Today,… Continue Reading “The Special Role of Fathers”

Strive for the Best, Not for the Past

Too often we create home based on what we’ve known and what’s familiar. But that’s not always what’s best. True comfort often requires us to move beyond the past.

Going Home

Sometimes going home is wonderful. Other times, not so much. Each going home is filled with expectation and hope. If our visit is good, home burrows further into our hearts and psyches. And if it is not, home loosens its grip.

Imprints of Home: Fragments We Carry, Wherever We Are

Why does one place feel like home and another place, while beautiful or lovely in many ways, does not? How is it that I don’t care much for Tuscany, when it is so well-renowned for its beauty? To put it simply (very simply), places… Continue Reading “Imprints of Home: Fragments We Carry, Wherever We Are”

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