I recently read that certain species of birds fly back yearly to their home place, even through dangerous conditions and thousands of miles of travel. Why? It has the feeling of home. Birds' senses are so keen that a certain combination speaks "home" to them. When they do go home, it is like a spa vacation of sorts. They are feeding, resting, or nesting. Nesting is creating a and preparing the home for their young to come. When the young are then hatched, nesting means sheltering and caring for their babies. No wonder they come back yearly! It holds the same nostalgia instinctively that we try and wax poetic upon as humans.
This week, I would like you to feed, rest, and nest in your home. I would like you to go down memory lane and enjoy the path that brought you to where you are today. Go home.
What does home mean to you? I want to hear from you!
Blessings,
KJ Landis
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