New Portable Home Concept!

News Flash

Recent lyrical discoveries suggest the concept of “home” may have been misunderstood for millennia. Most people are familiar with the age-old adage “you can never go home again”, which is not welcome news to anyone prone to packing their bag and hitting the road. Unfortunately, this fallacy has long been widely shared, likely leading to untold despair, despondency and even canceled flights. Instead, it turns out, it’s likely far more reasonable to expect lifelong access to “home” - even possible to “build it behind your eyes and carry it in your heart” according to lyrics contained in the James Taylor song “Enough to be on Your Way”, written about the untimely death of his brother Alex. Taylor wrote about his estranged brother’s bohemian life, his love of riding the rails and disappearing for years at a time with the words “It’s enough to be on your way, it’s enough to cover ground, it’s enough to be moving on”, suggesting that even those with a need to be away from loved ones are still capable of loving them fully. Research continues into this rather recent revelation, but for now the traveling community remains abuzz in optimism that coming “home” might be far more common than previously thought.

Slipstream

I'm a true believer in "home is where the heart is," and I can go "home" anytime I choose. When I think of my parents, grandparents, and other loved ones that have passed on, I feel home in my heart. I find great comfort in letting my heart define my home, and I hope others will find comfort in their ability to go home anytime they wish. Thanks for your post; it prompted a quick trip home.

Evangel

Whenever I see news stories about reunions of siblings who were separated decades earlier due to war, adoption, or other circumstance, it always brings tears to my eyes. The moment of reunion is always heart-stopping, the joy is overwhelming, and the hugging is endless. I see this same excitement and joy when dogs are reunited with their owners after a long absence.

Well Street

An exercise that a therapist gave me to do when feeling anxious was to meditate on a place that brought me comfort and peace at some point in my life. My grandparent's home when I was growing up was that place for me. Remembering the details of all the rooms, the scents of my grandma's cooking, and the amazing fireplace all served to warm my heart and bring me calm.