A home, a place to find sanctuary, to unfurl the effort often required to negotiate life in the world.

To be with loved ones. To prepare a meal, walk bare foot, naked…unwatched…

To not be invaded by the world through endless news cycles.

To think, read, write, dance, play, laugh…

To be with nature…a garden, plants, birds…

To sink into a bed, to disappear into sleep without fear.

A home as sanctuary can be built with simple modesty.

In a world of the increasingly displaced, the privileged of a home as sanctuary is a daily prayer of gratitude.

Photo taken December 19th, 2019


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