Home is where…
I was born in Rostock, but I don’t have any ties there anymore. My parents feel at home in Berlin and my Grandparents have lived there for all my life, but I have always been there as a visitor. My formative years I spent in the US and I do feel a strong connection there, but is that home? There was a stint in Australia and I’ve spent the last 12 years in Stuttgart, but more than half that time I’ve been scheming about how to move away from this place.
Sometimes I feel quite rootless. I fear being blown around by life, getting swept away. And yet, this rootlessness is also a chance, full of possibility.
I get to move all over the world and belong. There are places all over the world that represent pieces of home, the baltic coast, the Coorong, Portland the younger, California and Virgina, even this room I am sitting in and places I haven’t been yet. I can find, through meditation, that inward connection that roots me in my own being instead of some outside bit of land.
There is freedom in that and joy. Yes, sometimes I still look at people who come from families that have always lived “there” and sigh with a hint of envy, but that dissolves the more I discover how much I belong with me.
Pico Iyer gave a great TED Talk on the same subject this June. Here are two quotes that spoke to me especially:
Home is not the place where you happen to be born, but the place where you become yourself.
Movement is only as good as the sense of stillness that you could bring to it to put it in perspective.
I suggest you watch the whole video and I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.