"There is no place like home." - Dorothy in The Wizard of OZ
In the stories of our lives, we give texture, meaning and definition to our events through the language and wording of our narratives. Whether deliberate or haphazard, those delightful words are the vehicle through which a new revelation might creep into the frame.
Hearing a friend relate the story of incredible synchronicities that resulted in uniting with his significant other, he tagged a city very near my home: _ “we were in the middle of nowhere” _ and I thought for a moment. Then I laughed. Exactly.
I have tried to picture myself relocating from this part of the world and once acted upon that notion – just to see if it fit. I loved the other area and the idea of it but my heart and something more called me to return.
So – whatever hold this “No-where” has on me – it is a magic beyond words or visual form. It is an energy that grounds me and a connection to light that fills me with such awe that all desire for a different space to call home is effectively eclipsed.
That No-thing/Some-thing here is holding me afloat and affixed to the ever-unfolding wonder in the world and wherever my day dreams or night dreams carry me – it is here on the edge of No-where that I see YES-where in the making.
I am in love and alive through the revelation of the inner beauty in all-that-is. I watch the world blossom in the light, color, dynamic splendor of elsewhere while this extraordinary No-where frees me to create a bliss filled somewhere - even if it exists for none other than me to see.
My dot on the planet has no perfect name or outstanding value to make it captivate the world view and yet, it holds a vibrant chord for my awareness. Illumination thrives here. And in that knowing - I realize that divine essence of "beyond measure-a-bility" is simply a magical place for me to be.
In No-where I am forever Some-where perfect for me.