I think part of our homelessness is the attempt to strip meaning out of our lives. The more free of binds we are, the more valuable we are to capitalism.
MK, welcome here! I'm an adoptive mom of three. So I understand what you're saying. I hope your life path has led/is leading you in the direction of a chosen home. Blessings to you.
I circled back here from your earlier post today. Forty years ago I left my home region of South Georgia to pursue a career with no inkling that I would ever return. However, after retiring, the framework that had defined much of my life fell away and was replaced by a deep yearning for home and family. We ended up buying a place about 14 miles from where I grew up and it has a beautiful little pond, lots of wildlife, and a walking trail. A deep-rooted sense of contentment, and a feeling of alignment with everything around me, tells me I am home. It feels so very good.
Oh, Ginger ... I adore this story, and it so parallels mine. I am happy you found your way back home, and it sounds like a wonderful place. You express the feeling so well ... contentment, and alignment with everything around you. I LOVE that!
I am so happy for you Jeanne being able to plant some roots where you and your husband have chosen. I love the fact that your town advertises it's long rich history for everyone to see. And wonderful photographs to stir up the imagination. Thank you for sharing
Maybe this rootlessness is what makes us American. Six generations after my Swiss G-G-G-Grandparents settled on Midwest farms, my daughter now lives in Geneva. Talk about irony.
I think part of our homelessness is the attempt to strip meaning out of our lives. The more free of binds we are, the more valuable we are to capitalism.
Sadly true, Janisse.
There's certainly something to be said for that. A novel thought for me, but so true . Every time I move I BUY!
As an adoptee, I can totally relate to this yearning for home and sense of familiarity with a place.
MK, welcome here! I'm an adoptive mom of three. So I understand what you're saying. I hope your life path has led/is leading you in the direction of a chosen home. Blessings to you.
There’s the shape of that roof peak, so iconic and simple.
Yes, Ellen! A work of homespun art.
I circled back here from your earlier post today. Forty years ago I left my home region of South Georgia to pursue a career with no inkling that I would ever return. However, after retiring, the framework that had defined much of my life fell away and was replaced by a deep yearning for home and family. We ended up buying a place about 14 miles from where I grew up and it has a beautiful little pond, lots of wildlife, and a walking trail. A deep-rooted sense of contentment, and a feeling of alignment with everything around me, tells me I am home. It feels so very good.
Oh, Ginger ... I adore this story, and it so parallels mine. I am happy you found your way back home, and it sounds like a wonderful place. You express the feeling so well ... contentment, and alignment with everything around you. I LOVE that!
I am so happy for you Jeanne being able to plant some roots where you and your husband have chosen. I love the fact that your town advertises it's long rich history for everyone to see. And wonderful photographs to stir up the imagination. Thank you for sharing
Thank you, Mark -- for reading and commenting!
The pleasure is mine Jeanne
We’re fortunate to have two special places to call home. So glad that you’ve come home.
And I'm glad that you've found both your places on Earth, Lisa! Thank you for sharing them with us on your wonderful blog.
Maybe this rootlessness is what makes us American. Six generations after my Swiss G-G-G-Grandparents settled on Midwest farms, my daughter now lives in Geneva. Talk about irony.
Ironic, and beautiful!
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I love these photos. They speak strongly of place, whether home or not.
Thank you, Dakota! Yes ... place ... past and present.
I so relate to this. Thank you for writing it. Beautiful photos — your home place looks lovely.
Thanks, Susan! I hope you too are in love with your home place.
Home can be wherever your mind settles, not just your body. The Eastatoee Valley is a great place for both.
True ... and I'm so glad we're making our home here together.
That was a long time to wait to get to your true home! But I'm so glad you finally arrived.