hOMe is where the heart is

Scott Anderson

Recently I had the pleasure of traveling to Kenya with Micah, her family, and some of our other yoga friends. As one would expect, upon my return I was greeted constantly by faces I missed, all with the well-meaning question, “How does it feel to be home?”

At first, my responses were confined to the obligatory, “It’s nice” or “I’m glad to be back.” Having thrown myself too quickly into the busyness and immediacy of my life, I was slow to realize the lack of authenticity in my answer. It took a couple of weeks, but once I finally afforded myself a little rest and reflection on my travels, I recognized that not only was there a better answer—there was also a better question.

What is home?

Is it the place we grew up? Is it a proximity to people we care about? Wherever we’ve imagined it to be, the idea of home often stirs strong sentiments. This would explain why we’ve heard countless times that home is where the heart is.

I’m sure this feels true for many, not the least of which would be Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. While traveling through Kenya, I often chuckled at how her statement to Toto, “We’re not in Kansas anymore” resonated with me. But I can also honestly say that I never felt far from home either, which I attribute largely to the fact that I practiced yoga almost every day. Maybe it’s no coincidence then that OM is nestled so perfectly in the word home. Every time I practiced, I felt at peace, alive, and at home. Home then, for me, isn’t a where. Home is a when.

If it’s been a while since you’ve felt at home, consider exploring your practice. For generations, The Wizard of Oz has transcended gender, race and age because in Dorothy, we all recognize our need to be connected to home. But truth be told, we don’t need ruby slippers or the Good Witch to guide us. We can step back onto the yoga mat, click our heels together and say, there’s no place like hOMe. There’s no place like hOMe. There’s no place like hOMe…

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