I think a lot about homes...
and this quote in a yoga workshop: "You don't have a Soul. You are a Soul. You have a body." by C.S. Lewis...
|island or rock|
made me think about my soul house...
|misty morning trees|
if your soul didn't have a body, would it be a tree or a rock or fluid like the wind and water?
|fancy beach house|
...if your soul were in a house, where would the house be?
...would it face out into the vastness of the sea watching the world fall off the edge?
|Casa Talia by Marco Giunta and Viviana Haddad|
...would it be in a cave, looking out from the the core of the earth?
|inside a black apple|
my body is my home...the souls floating next to me are my neighbors...good neighbors make you feel at home.