Where are you most comfortable?

Okay...now...seriously.          What feels like home to me?          Where am I most comfortable?

I mean, I came to this world via the womb and I thought it was the best place ever.  So of course, I decided to stay in the womb ....well...er...until....until....I was dragged out by some spider called Miss Olive....  Anyway,  I am sure I bawled my head off.  I mean, how was I supposed to know the womb was only a way station ???

Ha.  But you know what?   Now that I am here, out in the open, I think I like this bigger womb even more.  Believe me when I say, I really don't want to go back into that crawl space ever...

But....ditching the womb was not my only sin.   Over the course of my life to date, I have moved a few times, given up smaller spaces for bigger ones (also vice-versa) and each time I think my  new spot would feel like a hell hole, it turns out that I have adapted even more comfortably in the new space...okay...except for my old office!!!  I want it back!!!!  

And you know what else, way before my office got smaller, I moved from a small pond called Guyana to an ocean called Canada.  And boy o gorl,  if you could see me in that first week here in Canada you would think that I lost a whole country.............and if you could see me now, you would know that I not only gained a whole planet, why the whole universe is mine as well :-))   ((So...can anyone imagine what I would gain if I ever give up this space I am in right now?  Ha. ha. hee hee ho.  Hyperspace...here I go :-))

And hey, also on Gaia, when I first arrived here, I was like, wtf, why am I even here?  I mean, it's not as if MySpace ran out of space or anything like that!!!  But guess what, o people, my people, I've adapted so comfortably that if you try to haul me out of this womb like Miss Olive did, ha, you're so going to get your shiny, hiny kicked.  Lol. Lol.

So there.  My point is...I think I am most comfortable in that space where I have stayed a while.........so truly, a prison could become a most comfortable space for me if my mind is willing to adjust to that size as well....because whether it knows of better places or feel safer in others, it all depends on my frame of mind...  

So dear world, give me a hole, any mud hole will do....after all I am a lotus flower with mud toes....

Sniff. It's true.  And one more thing, this blog o mine, did not want to come here in the first place, but guess what?  Ha.  Now that it has seen the space it will occupy, it loves it and it has decided to stay...

Lol, now, how about that?  Your blog just got itself a new neighbor!! 


PS:  Water is the other place where I feel most comfortable and at home.  A sweet substitute for that first space where I had no cares, a sweet little ocean called the womb.  




PPS:  This blog was written with my water brother in mind,  the true heart of water.