Coming home

Everlasting daisies
Dawn from my desk this morning

It seems to me that we need to leave home to value it. The going out sharpens our appreciation of the coming in.
When I came home from St-Jean-Pied-de-Port after the last pilgrimage I wrote in my journal:

“I’m home. I’m at home. This work, this landscape, these birds and trees, the kangaroos grazing over the fence, are where I am at peace.
I am no longer restless. I went out to explore the world, to challenge myself, to consider my life, to see how others live their lives. This place brings me peace and joy. It is emblematic of the peace I have found in myself, my life, and my work, and it has taken more than a thousand kilometres to find it right back here where I began.”

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