sensing the Earth, reconnecting to place

June 19, 2011

What is your favouite place? or places?
Have you ever sensed the power of a place that calls you to itself? Where you felt at ease going with the natural flows?
There are places that we connect deeply through their people, animals or plants. There are places that appeal to us for some inner reasons. There are places where we feel “at home”. We truly connect to these places.
But we lose those connections in time only to feel lonely, deserted and homeless.
Though it is us who desert the place, in the end we feel the consequences.
We search for different places that appeal to us for superficial reasons. We search places that have artificial meanings. We live or spend time in places where homes are only houses. We become homeless house-owners.
I feel like trauma, a condition of homelessness in itself is very much related to this disconnection. In our lives spent unaware of their meanings and desires for fulfillment, we hardly connect to a place, and in our traumas we look for no avail at objects, areas, corners that mean nothing to us. When we don’t sow connection trees, we don’t reap healing fruits.
Just like other conditions, trauma makes us go around for healing hands and arms and eyes but these meaningless places (though they could be meaningful for someone else) do not offer them. We fail to find help, we fail to find a cure.
What if we looked at those places where we deeply connected? What possible cure those places could offer us?
a whispering tree
a childhood backyard
a garden patch, a room corner with pale walls
a wooden plank by the lake shore
some streets of memory
some laughter coming from balconies
or our remembering hearts
mulberries on the way
soil beneath our feet
a distant echo of a child
maybe us, the long gone child
anywhere we have a bittersweet memory
anything that echoes in our souls
what cure those can offer while we search for meaning in cubicles, empty streets and empty toilet corners wet by our tears?
we need to look for ways of homecoming.

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