Longing for home

The purpose of our lives behind the veil is never easy to find.

Longing for home

Dwelling in the heavenly mansion, together with the stars around, I heard a call throughout the skies:

"Help Gaia, before they all die!..."
I heard it. And my Spirit grew in delight, willing to become a Light. Here I am, inhabiting my earthly temple, along with my universal friends. My heart embraces Mother Earth, yet my Spirit listens to Heaven. I've been longing for home all my life. I've been searching for home all my time.

Graca Bastos
24 Augustus 2012

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

I ponder the concept of home a lot and i often i think its a state of mind, more than a place, we hang words attached to home... refuge, respite, hearth, asylum, haven, place of rest and dump:) most of these things are of the mind and when your mind longs for these "places of home," its funny but a great deal of them are in fact about your view and not so much as a locale thats where you took me in this write:)

[Shandra Sun]

Home to me is not a place. In fact I'm kind of a wanderer, having moved so many times from place to place, folowing the waves of fate and choice. However, everywhere I end up, I attemp to create some sacred ground. It's possible. But it's never really home. Home is somewhere else I guess. A place I don't remember but it's kind of engraved in my soul. Thank you for your review. I love your thinking mind.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Love the context of this writing.
No matter how much we enjoyed living on earth, We shouldn't forget that home where we are bound to live eternally.

[Shandra Sun]

Indeed. What makes us human is not human. What a paradox. Thankyou for your review

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

My pleasure...