I’ve found home in friends and lovers and cities and even in the ferociousness of an ocean; trusting the skills I have to navigate its choppy waters; and in the stillness of a hug, cuddle time with the babies… Home comes with a certain sure footedness that emboldens your creative pursuit.
It really is where the heart is.
Trouble is that you have learnt to keep your heart behind cages and it’s a bittersweet ping pong of an acknowledgment of your inhibition and the awareness that you indeed have to be unbound to create from a wellspring of joy.
