Home is….

Sometimes, in my nomadic lifestyle, I do yearn to go “home”. I imagine there’s a place where all my familiar, totally at ease with just how I like it things are. Home is where I have total freedom to express my preferences and where I can sink in to a relaxation of rest and groundedness. Home would be a starting point for a next adventure and a landing place for the last one. It would contain the motherlode of creative supplies, gear, workshop space, books, journals, all stored beautifully and easily accessible.
Home.