Soul Homes

I love the concept of finding my soul home.

It could be this cabin in the rain
or this one in the snow.
It's all about finding the place I belong and I have been feeling this urge for a mountain cabin for ten years now. Then I read an article that said bringing our spiritual and earthly energies together can be part of soul growth, part of the soul sometimes moving on and trying to take our bodily self with it.
I grew up in that place but have never been able to find it again since. I had never thought it was about my soul home though until I read a piece from Daily Om about finding a soul home. That's what the cabin is-- a soul home. I can see it. Feel it, but I cannot seem to find it except in my art.

So perhaps it's my soul, my subconscious mind that is ready to move on but my earthly body is more insecure about the idea. Where would I go? It would involve a new way of life. Am I ready for that or did I miss the time I should have done it. At least I can capture it through my art.

There are many things that tie me to where I currently am. At one time, this place was that soul home. I know that but as my life changes, so does that. If I can see moving on as not about something wrong here, but more about growing in new ways, maybe it will be easier to actually do it. Maybe it isn't the right time-- except in my art.

So I can think about this through my art, matching my physical reality to my inner reality. Perhaps someday they will come together and I will be in harmony with the flow of the universe and be who I want to be as an old woman. I know the gist of it. I want to be a woman who can build my own fire on a hearth until the end of my days. I want to keep a garden, have some chickens, paint and write. I want to love and be loved. When I die, I want to have it be while I am working at something I love.