Where is ‘home’ for you today? What does the word even mean? Perhaps it still evokes the house you most associate with your childhood. Perhaps your mind goes to the house in which you raised your own children. And maybe ‘home’ is an ideal you don’t feel you’ve achieved yet.
Of course, in a true spiritual sense no earthly place can be our home. I remember a story about an American businessman traveling through Eastern Europe who had the high privilege of calling upon a venerable rabbi in his home. The American had greatly admired the rabbi’s teachings for many years, and he was thrilled to visit him in person—and at home!
He was shocked to find the great rabbi living in a squalid little apartment with just a few sticks of furniture. “Rabbi,” the American cried (with the tact for which we are known throughout the world), “Where are your things?” “My friend,” the rabbi replied, “where are your things?”
“My things?” said the visitor in some confusion, “Rabbi, I don’t live here. I’m just visiting.” “Exactly,” the rabbi replied. “And so am I.”
This doesn’t mean that because we are spiritual beings we have no home here. It means that we are at home wherever we are, as long as we are centered in our Beingness. We don’t need a single place of safety and love, because we know ourselves to be safe and loved everywhere!
Today let us pause to embrace all those in the world who feel themselves homeless, and those—perhaps including ourselves—whose sense of ‘home’ is shifting. We know—for ourselves and for all others—that centered in our Beingness, we are always, always home.