by Luna Maluna Gri You think I am free because I’m not settling, because I’m running wild, without boundaries. But let me tell you how it is to live without a place called home, without roots. I was four when we moved from what I knew as familiar. We moved from Vienna, but only to move after a year again, to a place we settled. It took me a long time to understand that I never did. I was still restless inside, fearing, for every time I knew, if something would change I’d loose everything again. I’m not used standing still. Maybe that’s why I crave traveling so much. Moving. Change. That’s when I started healing. I don’t have roots, I don’t have that one place I call home, for I have so many, so many hearts I live in and loving places I call home. You probably don’t understand. You have only one home. But for those who feel like me, wandering, like a breeze on a summer’s eve, I feel you. Let me tell you, you don’t need that one “home”. For the only home you need is you. You is the only home you need. You and the love and light that lives inside you. Sparkling, spreading wings. Everything else will come.
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