8 Feb
2014
Via Reddit
“The secret of happiness is to count your blessings while others are adding up their troubles” said William Penn, Quaker founder of the Pennsylvania colony. He founded his colony on religious toleration and by doing so, he created America’s first great melting pot. English, Irish, Germans, Catholics, Jews, and an assortment of Protestant sects were drawn to […]
a person, not a place
Camping trips
the earth
The woods. With family and children…
#Home is being with myself
For me, when I think of #Home, I think of the house I grew up in, in Westport, CT. I was fortunate to live in the same house nearly all of my life before heading off to college. Lots of great memories on 16 Taylor Lane. Home is where my family rests.
Brian
Great comments everyone. This is a very thought provoking question, Brian.
Home is a feeling of comfort. Home is God. Home is family, including distant family, including ancestors that you’re not consciously aware of. We’re all connected, distant ancestors. Therefore, home is interconnectedness.
Paz
Home is a place where you can hang your hat, preferably a hard hat. It’s a place where you can relax, put your feet up and in that moment know you are comforted by loved ones, family, and peace. Pure tranquility. It is refuge from the busy world outside. More importantly, it’s a place where you can be yourself, and no one else opinion matters because you are, indeed…at home!