How do you know when you are “home?” What makes you feel like you belong?
I invite you to a day of reflection on these questions.
#30DaysOfLoveAndReflection Day 1, January 19, 2015
I feel at home when I walk into a place and it feels familiar. I recognize my surroundings, even if I haven’t been that particular place before. I understand what is expected of me and I know what I can expect of others. I feel understood and accepted.
Recently, I attended an event in another Unitarian Universalist congregation. It was out in the country, surrounded by horse pastures, and as I approached I found myself thinking, “I am definitely not in downtown Orlando anymore!” I felt out of my element – until I walked through the door. Inside, I forgot about the world outside. I saw lots of posters and images that I recognized. I saw people in my demographic, dressed similarly to me. I heard music and words that were familiar. I felt at home.
I also feel at home whenever I go to visit New Hampshire, where I was raised and where my mother and one brother still live. There is something about the geography and the people that gives me a sense of groundedness. Even though I am very happy to live in Central Florida at this point in my life, there is something about the land of my childhood that still says home.