Monday, February 1, 2010

Vagabondism #251

251 Some day, somehow, I will find my way home again.


Nina P. said...

A noble quest. Home is where the heart is and the heart evolves, envelopes, quivers, rejects, opens again.... Blessings to you and yours. Love and Light, Nina p

Liz said...

'*Hamnavoe' calls for every moment I'm awake,
And in the night when I sleep through every dream I make,
Home is just a hope that stretches beyond
The present, holding more than the past keeps fond,
The future is unknown and asks us all,
To answer the question 'Will you learn or fall?'


krissy knox said...

very inspirational. something i think about often. bc there have been times in my life where I have really felt that I was home, and bc I don't feel quite that same way now, I feel like I'm just not home, and that perhaps I just won't make it home. At these times, sometimes, I also think that perhaps I am just being too hard on myself...

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