Friday, January 25, 2013
Feels Like Home
I had ... a strong glimpse of a feeling of very connected home-ness in my home this morning. Standing and making coffee with the sun shining through the window behind me on my back and on the counter in front of me, the guest room I recently finished putting together in my side vision, it felt for a moment the way I remember my grandmother's house felt to me when i was a child. My grandmother's house was one of the warmest, most welcoming places I've always been, and is the root of some of my fondest memories.
Like, "Right here is a place I am happy to be, would be happy to visit, others might be happy to visit, and I have momentary sublime contentedness".
I think it's the first time I've felt that in this space, or in a space of my own, at all, ever, maybe.
Unrelated to this specific experience, but tied to this post's title: Chantal Kreviazuk, "Feels Like Home"