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DWELL WELL
Dwellings on Dwellings
Dwelling with intent
I’m thinking today about the places I’ve lived. I’ve lived with my parents, with friends, and now with my wife and daughter. I’ve had the pleasure of dwelling in “the Northwest”, “the South” and “the East”, also on “the continent”, “an island” and now I dwell in “the district”.
I’ve hung my proverbial hat in apartments, giant houses, hotel rooms, spare bedrooms and once, for a night, officially on a park bench.
Where you call home is part of who you are. Sometimes you have a difference between home and Home depending on what you hold important. And while your home is usually also your dwelling, sometimes in your life Home is away from where you lay down at night.
And then there is the other kind of dwelling, which most of us have too much of. It is the dwelling on things difficult to change. Dwelling on your favorite world crisis, be it environmental, health, war, politics or poverty. Dwelling on issues closer to home be they safety, family, hunger or where you parked your car.
Most of us, at least those reading medium, are likely fortunate enough to not have to dwell on our dwellings, but sometimes if we could allow ourselves to dwell on the dwellings of others, perhaps we could more often share the burden of dwellings and perhaps change them into blessings.
And also, the Wordle of the day is DWELL.
