[Tension & Renewal - VI]
We all live our own autobiography, beginning in our childhood home. No one can live it for us. Apart from our mothers ushering us into this world, we must walk it on our own feet.
But our story doesn’t start at home and end on the horizon of possibilities. Home is both our beginning and end, our launch pad and landing pad, our origin and destination. It’s what we’re all after. And no one can find it for us.
Every spiritual odyssey is a leaving and returning home; but home is never the same when we return. We must reimagine it before it materializes.
Here’s the point: we think home is something we leave, and then with some life experience (and a big loan) we build another and live in it. A home is not what you live in; it’s the guiding principle of the whole thing. It’s the target. The dream. The desire.
All homemaking is a placeholder for the inner work we are delaying. All spiritualizing of our home as a place far off in the eternal future is a denial of the work. A sign of revival, of genuine renewal, is the turn toward the home we’ve all been searching for: our souls.
