Ever since I was young, I have felt a need to belong to a place. After never being able to find that place, that look, that feel, I began to think it existed only in my heart, my mind, my soul. Yes, it is a bit of a religious journey... I was looking for heaven on earth, knowing that heaven could really only exist in heaven. I really desire a place that makes me feel, that love emanates from, that my heavenly family could share in the serenity. It is a place of contemplation...a place that enters my heart and settles in my soul.
Until recently, the only place I'd felt that was in the temple. Now I have found this space! Look! Those windows, that color, the door...it draws me in and invites me to be still. It is a well-painted landscape. I feel at peace and know a well-being for which my soul yearns.
It isn't a house it is a hearth...it is a home...it is love and being loved and family. Do you feel it?
