I want to Go Home...

That was a mantra that sounded in my mind often during times that were difficult, but it also came sometimes when I was quietly resting after a good day.
I could be lying in my own bed, which I love and feel quite safe in, and hear "I want to go Home!"
I often wondered where home was, because I could feel it calling to me, the listener.
And I often wondered who the I was that was speaking so that I, the listener could hear it.

I don't hear it much now. I think it may be because I'm home a lot now. I'm not looking for that idealized place that the speaker was searching for...

I have to run, as I've appointments booked, and creating the framework of a forum is completely foreign to me, and taking much longer than it likely should...

But here is a start...

Munay Ki