Coming Home

It is fascinating and interesting how life keeps giving us opportunities and experiences to attain a deeper and more comprehensive understanding and appreciation for the knowings and truths that we already possess.

I have been seeing and knowing for months now that we will be called to anchor into a new way of being and grounding. The magnetics of the earth are rapidly shifting and changing and that we will be required and have the ability to anchor into zero point. That all of our reference points of safety and security will dissolve allowing us to ground and anchor into our hearts. We are our own source of safety, security and guidance. Actually, that concept will eventually fade away as we will progress and transition into a state of simply being… more on that later.

I want to share an experience I just had in which this was demonstrated to me. I spent a week living on a boat in the British Virgin Islands with my family. It was very windy with choppy waters the entire trip. The trip was amazing, the scenery incredible. As anyone who has spent extended time on a boat, especially in windy conditions, knows that you exist in a state of rocking and rolling and trying to maintain your balance and equilibrium. I absolutely love being on the water, in the water and in the sun. So there were many amazing components and experiences of the trip. There were also many what could be perceived as obstacles and challenges. Charged situations- tying to mooring balls in choppy waters surrounded by many other boats, in and out of a dinghy’s hoping no one slips, falls out or hits their head, some seasickness and other not feeling well scenarios. I personally tweaked my rib a couple of days in and was in pain most of the trip and constantly kept exasperating it (by choice!) when kayaking, paddle boarding, snorkeling, and performing first mate duties.

You are also living in very small and tight quarters and the beds are small and hard. I’m disclosing all of this because I would expect myself to be so excited and grateful to be going home to my bed and shower….. and I was, but there was also a very real feeling of not wanting the experience to end, of not wanting to leave. Interestingly enough, my younger daughter was feeling the same way.

The first morning we were back home and I woke up in my bed it felt somewhat foreign. I was expecting the rocking of the boat and the window looking out onto the water. I got a very strong message that I had “come home”. As I was thinking “yeah, no duh…. I’m back in my house, in my bed, and it feels kinda foreign… what gives??”

And then I realized…. I HAD come home- finally! Home to me. Anchored in my heart.

Home is wherever I am. I am always anchored and guided from within.

I believe that being out on the water in a state of free form- floating and drifting with really no tangible points of external “structure and safety” provided an amazing and very palpable and tangible experience to realize that we all have the ability to be strong and stable in our own heart and energy field wherever we are.

Stability and strength come from within.

Safety and support are inherent within us.

Love and guidance are always present in our heart field.

We always have all that we need.

We are always home.