Living in Australia, it is not at all unusual to find a great number of immigrants in any given situation. Recently I was at a dinner party in which a large portion of those in attendance were originally from some other country. One of the women was talking about how, finally, now in her mid-70s, she had a sense of home here in Australia. Funnily enough she was one of the few Australians in the group!
She had been gripped by wanderlust for the last twenty years. She probably would have donned her backpack earlier in life but she was busy raising children. As soon as they left home, she put on her hiking boots and off she went for two restless decades, looking for something, perhaps herself.
Others who contributed to the conversation were saying that when they are in Australia, they miss their homeland. When they go back to the country of their origin, they miss Australia. And others shared that if they live on the west coast, they miss the east coast. If they live in the south, they miss the north. And so on.
I didn’t contribute much to this conversation as I’ve never been one to experience ‘home-sickness’. I’ve always stepped fully into wherever I found myself, be it this country or that, this neighbourhood or that. Perhaps it is because I am not interested in the past. For much of my life I’ve practised a variety of ways of being in the here and now, with varying degrees of success, until in recent years when I’ve become completely settled within myself.
In the generations before us, such circumstances weren’t part of our collective malaise. Travel wasn’t as easy, taking months to cross the ocean in life threatening conditions. Commercial airlines weren’t making non-stop flights around the world. Cars and highways weren’t the standard they are today – and who could afford the petrol, or the time, for regular cross-country travel?
But now in 2021, this sense of not being satisfied with where one finds themselves appears to be quite common. This will most likely be exacerbated by the travel restrictions imposed upon humanity and the planet by the current pandemic.
However, I realised that there likely was more to it than a longing for the past. This always-wanting-to-be-somewhere-else, feels like it is anchored in not being at home within ourselves.
Not to diminish the journey inward, it can be a long and winding road, searching for the truth of who we are as individuals. Perhaps that is where many of us have taken the wrong fork in the road. It will never feel ‘good’ to be looking out for ourselves above the other. Looking for the next promotion at work meaning someone will miss out, the next larger house, the next shinier car, the next partner who will love us more. Perhaps we will never feel satisfied when we move through life as an individual, in separation from the All.
To have a sense of being home, to live in true union within ourselves requires us to recognise and honour our divine origins. Once we have discovered the truth of what we are, we can then see that in everyone around us. We see everyone as equal. We see ourselves as part of the One Song.
I can hear some readers asking, “But how do we find this sense of home within ourselves?” Fortunately, 2021 brings a new resource with the just published website A Case of The Livingness. Like life, there are many roads but only one destination. You may find some signposts on this website. Look at the top menu bar and start with the What is… section. What is love? What is family? What is work? What is integrity? And many other important questions pointing us towards home.
May 2021 be filled with love, joy, harmony, stillness, truth – and a sense of home, for all of us, wherever we may be.
~ Love is the vibration that yokes into a vast tapestry the multitude of circumscribed beingness. Love is the defining awareness that enriches such that we are given vast understanding so that, nil division, but full universality is not only known, it is moved with conclusive purpose. On this same day, the echoes of all that dwell within God’s with-in-ness, can be heard. Move to the tune of the One Echo and, with light, and by light, reflect union to wherever division has entered”. ~ Serge Benhayon
Gayle Cue loves writing about life, reflecting on every day miracles and pondering on the big picture.
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