HOME

I love coming home. I love the known I walk into. I love the regiment of my days at home. I love watching Freedom slapping around her play toys and ferociously guarding the back yard from the mighty squirrels and birds that might invade her space. I love feeling Lanny padding back and forth to his office and knowing, to the minute, when he will start his lunch. I love Aurora arriving early and reviewing the day with me. I love knowing I will be there for my Sunday show with all of You and expanding our horizons together. I love Gabrielle dropping by unexpectedly, even for minutes, when I can get that daughter hug I constantly crave. I just like…knowing.

Knowing is familiar. Knowing feels safe. Knowing is the place where we can plan and grow because we feel supported by our own knowing. I can create Knowing in far away places, but at home, it just … is. It’s simpler. It’s already there to be the starting place.

But it is when I leave that which is familiar that new ideas and horizons seem to bloom in different ways because I am OUT of my known environment. I am a bit of a fish out of water and that means I have to adapt. It means my comfortable, known place is being stretched and explored and when that happens, I realize the places within me that are SO known, I get stuck there sometimes. And stuck is not growing.

So I continue to push myself to leave, to wander, to adventure, to become. What can I let go of within myself that is holding me back by playing too safe? What can I accept that enlarges me? Yes, I will venture out to become the greatest, largest expression of me possible. Because I know I always come home. To my home. To the home of me.

xo

Blessings, 

Dee 

“Unraveling our external selves and coming home to our real identity is the true meaning of soul work.”

– Sue Monk Kidd