Carol V. said it all in response to Holly’s Tweet which announced this week’s subject:
“Home is where the heart is!”
Feeling the inexplicable need to be silently reflective this week, I, nonetheless, just can’t resist breaking my silence–with just eight words–just one recurring thought I’ve had since I’ve read Carol’s. As we wait to go to our real/permanent/forever Home, in this life:
Home is the external womb between birth and tomb.
May all your external home-wombs–Earth, nuclear and extended family, church, workplace, political, social, cultural etc. keep you safe, supported, affirmed, and even–when necessary–lovingly corrected, as well as educated and informed.
Thank God for our home(s)! May we be fully nourished in every way as we journey toward our everlasting Home–the one He has prepared for us forever! Amen.
Noticings, Wonderings, & Yearnings... 
Bobbie, first of all thank you for the shoutout and then, for the reflective words that help me fill in the spaces of life with feelings of love and joy! I needed to stop and be immersed in a reflective moment. Thank you.
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You are welcome; truly, I feel as if the thanks are more mine to give you, Carol! Every blessing!
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What a wonderful thing to be immersed in silent reflectiveness! I’m so glad you broke your silence for a brief moment to share that beautiful thought!
I’m just going to use the Facebook log in to comment. Hope it works!
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Praise God! It worked. I really feel buoyed by your comments. ‘course, constructive criticism/correction is much appreciated, too!!! Thank you for orchestrating Spiritual Journey Thursday. It is quite a gift to be in community with you, Violet, and Carol. Thank you!
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Bobbie, those are eight words that expand with meaning the more one thinks about them. Thank you.
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Thank you so much for taking time to read and share your reactions. One thing that’s occurred to me exploring that metaphor/image is that some of us in the external wombs, it seems to me, are in the same cultural danger as those in the inner wombs. Scary! …Once when I was praying in my favorite little monastery chapel, I had the sensation of being “enwombed.” Guess that sensation needed to be voiced–albeit all these many years later. God bless you, Violet; I’m going to keep pondering those words, hoping they will keep expanding, like concentric circles of increasingly greater meaning!…Or maybe the image is more word web….HOME…just 4 letters…talk about meaning expanding! Peace!
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