When my mom passed, it took 8 years for spirituality to show up and grab me by the emotional gonads. I recognized my Self as home. It was a potent experience.
Since then, I’ve looked for home. Because my mom was my home and when she died my sense of security and place went bye-bye.
Looking for a sense of security and place deep inside is the definition of…
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