Where unconditional love lives.

The feeling of ‘home’ is relative. In the last post we shared our conversation with an amazing homeless man in Pittsburgh. To someone who, not by choice, has no roof over their head, or even a modicum of safety, homelessness is a huge tragedy. It can bring the strongest to their knees. In the richest country on earth, to allow for homelessness is inhuman, and barbaric. Nevertheless, ‘home’ on a deeper level is an inner place of joy. It is an inner refuge that protects us from negativity. It shelters us from the harmful deluge of thoughts and feelings. This home is our deeper mind, where we find genuine peace and freedom from fear, anxiety, and depression. This is where unconditional love lives. It is its home.