The Place where you Belong

Today, I visited a house.
It was a beautiful space, where the people offered me a place to give my yoga/meditation course.
It had a vibe, which reminded me of my own home, where I lived for many years
and which I left, once it was not my home anymore.
I felt welcome and I am gonna feel...

A while ago, I asked for a space somewhere else.
I was rejected, because one of the people, who worked there was teaching in the same area.
I was a bit astound, but couldn't find words...

It reminded me of a thing, long time ago.
I asked him: do you mind helping the same people as you do? Fishing in the same water?
He said: I don't know of any water (or something like that). He meant probably: there is no competition.

Feeling welcome is one of those themes that come and go in my life.
I work in soft groups: I feel welcome.
I work in artistic groups: I feel welcome.
I work in competitive groups: I don't feel welcome.
I work in harsh groups: I don't feel welcome.

All groups teach me something important about me.

The only place where you belong, is in yourself.
There is no other place, that....
It grants you comfort, welcomeness, but does it remain?
It causes you discomfort, unwelcomeness, but do you have to stay?

What feels like home for a while, feels like moving forward another while.
Nothing in the world of changefulness, remains.

I know that Buddha taught that.
Knew that.
But: there is a difference between reading a one liner on a calendar full of wise men.
And: feeling the cold shower, of the warm bath, that it used to be.

I guess that people, who struggle with welcomeness and unwelcomeness,
should understand, that there is no place like home.
I mean: 'no' place like home.
There is no such a place.
Or: there is no 'place' in general.
Time and place don't exist.

There are constellations, which make you feel like home or not.
You click in or not.
The function of them all is to nourish you and kick some ass, because you need to move forward.
Or to discomfort you, so that outside the comfort zone, you start to grow and deepen out as a person.

There is no such place where you belong,
but you.

Godaya