Home

So I'm officially "trekking" - on Saturday, my Dad and a circle of friends helped me move out of my bird's nest in Fort Greene. It's amazing how quickly one can break down one's life into 12 boxes. While I'd been preparing myself for the emotional and spiritual effects of leaving this place, a space I always claimed was temporary but was truly a space of healing, dreaming, preparing, loving and growing (a space that I had to pass through to get to where I am now), it didn't really hit me until I handed my keys over. I almost cried. And in that moment, I realized how good I have become at making anywhere my home, at truly connecting to a space and making it meaningful. I think we all are, it's only natural. And that was a comfort.

I'm going to need that instinct as I embark on this journey. For the next 2 months I will be between my parents' homes in DC, friends' homes in CT and couch surfing in NYC. And then I'm off to Buenos Aires, to look for a new place to sink some roots. Sometimes all of this moving around seems daunting - with a lot of here, there and everywhere, might I end up feeling lost, exhausted, homeless? What part of me dreamt up this idea? More importantly, which part of me decided to go through the motions of making it a reality? A brave part for sure, a part that my weaker bits scorn at times yet admire. But I'm doing it, and I'm glad.

My goal over the next 2 months before I depart is to make them fruitful - happy, fulfilled, whole. In the rat race that is NYC, fruitful has often had a monetary tone for me - equating to job security, paychecks, saving, spending. My main objective now is to prepare "my house" - which is my body, my spirit, my mind - for travel. To make it strong, grounded, adaptable, comfortable, curious, open, loved, loving, giving, able to receive, dependable, wise, constantly growing and creating. So that wherever I go, whatever I see/do/experience, whether I have a lot or a little, I feel good, I feel "at home."

Isn't that a lovely thought? That our bodies/minds/souls are all we need? That if those elements are in line, the rest will flow forth naturally? That we can be "home" anywhere?