Monday, February 1, 2010

Vagabondism #251

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

3 comments:

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?'

*Haven

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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