Home & Within

I wonder why people don’t go home, like isn’t there a place where there is absolute peace, and quiet that your soul crave once in a while.Like some time-out, in a bigger picture, a vacation; or basically, some physical abode, or mental realm your mind will dwell in for some robust meditation, all in an honest bid to enhance your happiness, well-being, learning, and assimilating abilities.
Home, I mean a voiceless place where the thunderous sound of Heaven and hell constantly clashing cannot be heard. A place where all forces unites to chill, putting aside worry and needs, deflating greed and avarice, upholding mental and physical oneness, craving ambiance. That place.

I really trip on why people don’t go home, on the physical aspect, spend some time alone, communicate with, and reach your inner self. Historic accounts shows even the great Socrates had a tendency to enter spontaneous cataleptic trances, in which he was gripped by contemplations of his inner psyche (nous) which is a deep form of meditation.

Home is where the heart is, and also, from the heart’s abundance the body acts, and the mouth reveals;means the heart is a store, and remittance room for either good or evil. As earlier said, home is where the heart is, and understanding this ‘home’ as a matter of context, and objectivity, then home could be anywhere, as it is anywhere the heart embraces comfort.

Home is just a place of total absolute peace, or where a more substantial volume can be traced which is the temple, or home to the heart.Home is a place of relaxation, a time for profound meditation, when you search within you for all strength and support that lay inside.

If respect begets respect, and evil begets evil. Then a tempered mind cannot without pretence mathematically generate smile on another’s face. Conversely a calm mind can bring about productivity, eliminate stress, and create unshakable lasting peace. So why shouldn’t all reach for home, and be invigorated.
Well on the mental realm,it’s when body is numb, and mind is open and active, also, home can be when the body, and mind synergies, that point where there is total oneness, and unity of purpose and motive. Home in this context is a lot of things, or ideas, or frame of mind I suggest if agreed with, will ultimately uproot metal punctuality, after body and mind have agreed to phew, settle, and re-strategize.

For a couple in the United States, home is a little Hamlet in Akure, for others it is a front row in an Old Cathedral, with portraits on the ceiling constantly causing an umbrella of protection, and re-assuring the existence and presence of the Supreme being. That’s where body and soul reach a resolve to have the highest and surest moment of peace and quiet, where the thunderous sound of heaven and hell….

Home could also be in your Mother’s house, or in her confidant, like for her ears only. That period that tear drops are free, and allowed to flow, and wet everywhere; and after some words, and after that smile on those wrinkles,reveals in a subtle tone, ‘óga dímmá’ and immediately there is restoration of lost hope, and eradicate all pyramids of panic. Followed by reasons for ginger, and aspiration for more; and you just quickly dry your tears like you didn’t shed one bucket.

For some, it’s a place where they can shut their eyes and sleep, no fear, or unrest that something will go wrong; like when he can drop his gun, and not puzzle that anyone will set in motion the process for his death, or harm. Where he’ll simply REST.

For THEwriter, it’s that time he turns off data services which allows for peace, as red-light will cease to blink. No stress, no worries, just Growth. Even Jesus went away for some time to pray.

Thank You