These days I'm thinking a lot about the concept of home and I'm loving my home as much as I did the first day I moved in two years ago. Is it because I'm canceranian--certainly cancer signs love their homes! Or is it because the cold weather has me hunkering down? My two-year anniversary here marks the celebration of home, of a homecoming: coming home to my self.
How does your home fill you? How can you make your home a true embodiment of your authentic self?