Going Home

I don’t think any words evoke more emotion for me than these: going home. At age eighteen I left home for college in another state and probably never got over the loss. I returned for the first two summers, then I moved away forever, going home to visit only rarely after that. Being married, having children, creating a new life, I moved on, but the place I knew as my original home still tugs deeply with cords to my heart.

To me, home means perfection: the place where I am supposed to be, safe while doing what I am supposed to be doing, with help and guidance from others who are here with the responsibility to help and guide me. This could be described as the state of belonging and purpose, maybe even like being peacefully pampered in a spa, and like all those nights snuggled into my bed as a child, knowing I was safe from all the troubles of the world. Home was the place where I could rest, knowing someone stronger and wiser was there to take care of everything.

My life at home as a child was not perfect–not in the least. We had all kinds of drama and trauma, just like the rest of you. But we were close, we cared, and we did our best. No matter how difficult or easy those experiences may seem, home is still the state of mind that reminds us we can curl up and safely settle in, knowing we are exactly where we belong.

As an adult, I have often felt a longing to go home, but home is no longer there. My parents have passed on, the house has been sold, and only memories and photos remain. I have sought to create a new home with the people I love, and to feel that all is well in that setting. But something inside me has always wanted more. And gratefully, I have found it.

I have discovered a home that is always warm and comforting, always near. After years of seeking, the place I now know as home is no longer a destination or a house or a family–it is the place in my heart where I feel God’s love for me and where I have learned to know and love myself! Being guided by the inspirations and closeness of God, as well as magnificently loving teachers on earth and in heaven, I have experienced the peaceful satisfying feeling of being home. I have spiritually traveled into my own heart space, and being there, near to heaven, I have literally seen myself through the eyes of God, which has made quite a difference in how I now experience the peaceful satisfaction of being home.

Have you ever considered the process salmon go through to swim upstream to lay their eggs–to go home? After spending up to five years feasting in the warm waters of the Pacific, the adult salmon return to the place of their own birthing in fresh-water streams as far away to the north as Russia, Alaska, and Japan. How they locate these birth places is still something of a mystery, though their accuracy is most impressive.

Many salmon will die on this journey, and those that make it often arrive battered and bruised. They must travel against the flow of water for the entire journey, and this includes climbing up waterfalls – a breathtaking sight to behold.

After spawning, their purpose fulfilled, they die where they were born. It is fascinating to consider such an amazing effort these creatures make to return to their original roots. That’s how important going home is to this and many other migratory species of wildlife. They give their lives to honor the inner longings to return home.

So how does the concept of migratory salmon tie into your life? Compare your own experience with the salmon’s determination: do you make such a complete sacrifice to get yourself to the place of your origin? Where is your origin? Heaven? Heavenly Father? Who are you, really, spiritually? Where are you really trying to get to when you consider going home?

As I work with people from all walks of life, with all kinds of experiences, I notice there is one thing in common: everyone is trying to go home. The problem is that they don’t know where to find it. People are looking outside of themselves, wanting others to complete them, wanting situations to make them whole.

Love for self cannot be found outside of ourselves. No one can ever give us enough to make us feel that satisfying feeling of being home—home with self. That is a job we each have to do for ourselves. Being one with our heavenly origins, our original family, is the only experience that will do.

I would like to assist you in traveling to the space of spirit where you may experience your heavenly connections, where you can take a look for yourself at the creation of beauty you live with twenty-four/seven–the real you! When you see yourself as you truly are–a worthy, perfect, and divine child of God–you will indeed finally know the constant, satisfying presence of being home.

This guided meditation is whispered from a connection with spirit, so find a quiet place where you can be alone for about thirty minutes. Before you begin the meditation, send a prayer heavenward, asking that you may find what you need at this time. With that clear intention stated, click on the recording, and travel home now to be with your own heavenly origins.