Is it a place? A location?
Is it a feeling? A sensation?
Is it the exhale that automatically rises from the depth of your soul, the moment you arrive. . .wherever that is?
Is it the timeless and limitless knowing that you are exactly where you are supposed to be. . .now. . .and now. . .and now.
It is where we are. . .always.
It is what we are experiencing. . .constantly.
It is the relief; the comfort when we come back to the breath.
It is timeless; it is limitless; because it is all there is. . .
Now is Home. Home is Now.
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This poem was originally published on Great Abiding Yoga and is reprinted here with the permission of the author.
For more self-study, The Urban Howl recommends Tears to Triumph: The Spiritual Journey from Suffering to Enlightenment.
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