Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Home is where the heart is

Artist unknown, photo: Hoodoos Drumheller Canada

No matter where I go I take myself. No matter where I live I keep every problem or secret that hides in my head… in my heart. I can no more be me without them, than I think I might be with them. All of my shortcomings will live with me, where I go, until I choose to let each one go. But today those same shortcomings do not define me. I can ask my heart to release kindness and empathy for my head that would lead me astray. I can seek others that give me hope that my life can continue and reap joy, understanding, and yes, love. And along the way I hope to give back during the clear moments to someone else who finds that they take themselves wherever they go. And may I help them to understand that home is where the heart is; not of a physical location, but within the hearts of others who share.


  1. Hi. I am a man whose heart has tried to find comfort in England. Sometimes my heart tells me that I should be back with my family in Canada.
    Then I look out at my beautiful garden, listen to the soothing sweet music of my wind chimes and think that my heart is home, no matter where I am. I hope my heart beats positive vibes to other's.

  2. Klahanie,
    I believe that no matter where you are, you are indeed a man whose 'heart beats positive vibes to other's'; your firends, deeds, and kind words are the proof. A lovely sentiment.


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