Spaghetti in my mind & Home Coming
With the overwhelming first few days of vacation, I chose to relax and unwind towards the end. Not sure if it was the impact of this book I had been reading during the vacation: The Power of Now
With time, the spaghetti in my mind untangled itself. I had this realisation that Home isn’t in Goa or Pune or Germany but it is someplace inside me. It is the sacred, comfortable space where I accept & shelter myself with love. It is the space in me that I share with everyone who joins me in my journey, even if it is for a short moment. No matter where I’m geographically located, this space doesn’t change its google co-ordinates. After a day of mindful or mindless wandering, I can always come back to this space to find solace and comfort. With this inside of me, I’m home, anytime & anywhere.
Aah… I so loved this.. finding the home is the best find❤️
Trupti this is your best one till date..
It’s such good ❤️.
The way you write.
The way you perceive.
I wish I could see through your eyes ❤️
The last para says it rightly… Home is a place within us. No matter where we’re situated geographically. Home is our comfort space with nature/any stranger while we’re detangling the sphagetti thoughts in our minds…😁
That book ‘Power of Now’ is one my favourite reads and yes very heavy to read… It requires you to be in another dimension while you let go your attachment to your anxieties of future…😅
I loved the pictures you posted from Portugal… Beautiful places you visited…❤️