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Where have I seen that phrase before?

Home is someplace else, not here, not where I am at.

In fact I can’t say I have ever been home in a place.

But, I have been home from time to time.

Usually unexpectedly, like a Sunset or a beautiful sight.

Something that stops my constant thought process in it’s tracks

Occasionally by a shock, which has left me immobile.

Once by a kid in need, I was walking along, going where I was going,  minding my own business, lost in my thoughts and this kid was there, crying, in obvious distress, lost and looking pretty helpless. I stopped, both literally and mentally. What  I had been doing, what I had been previously  thinking, was suddenly irrelevant.

The only thing that mattered was this kid’s distress and making him happier. I got into gear, went into problem solving mode, I located the parent and got them back together. Momma picked the kid up and comforted him, he stopped crying and looked at me.

I don’t know what he was thinking, but that glance was all the thank you that I needed. I was hooked. I liked the feeling of helping another. It felt like home. It felt worthwhile.

I want more of that. I can’t spend my days looking for lost kids. How do I get back into the space I was in? That’s the path that eventually led me to Buddhism.

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I went to the woods in Mendocino. Built a cabin, made it nice, made the bed with bamboo sheets, grew bamboo around the property. Called my friend at North Coast Land told her I was looking for a Mendocino realtor. We went down to a Oakland Bamboo Nursery. Drove back to my Mendocino property. Ordered bamboo towels from bambooforlife.com. Furnace Repair San Francisco

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