10/05/2026
Somewhere between uncertainty, changing plans, changing bodies, and trying to force life to “settle" I’ve realised how much energy I spend trying to find home somewhere outside of myself.
A perfect place.
Perfect timing.
Perfect health.
Perfect certainty.
As if once everything finally aligns externally, I’ll suddenly feel grounded internally.
The last few months have really humbled me. Physically slowed me down. Mentally stretched me. There’s been so much wanting to move forward and so many moments where my body has simply said: no, not yet.
Being between places can feel so untethering.
Between homes.
Between versions of yourself.
Between the person you were and the person you’re becoming.
I’ve been learning that laying down roots isn’t always about finding the perfect place out there somewhere. Sometimes the roots have to grow within first. Sometimes home is the frequency you return to inside yourself when everything external feels uncertain.
Recently I was reminded of a little Welsh chant that came through during a meditation back in January, which somehow feels even more relevant now. Fitting too, while watching new life emerge quietly in a tiny bird’s nest tucked behind our shed. 3 tiny hearts somehow knowing exactly where home is.
As always, sound carries me through.
Back into my body.
Back into my heart.
Back home. 🌿
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Fy nghartref yma,
Fy nghartref i,
Fy nghartref i fewn,
Yn fy nghalon i.
Cherddoriaeth yma,
Cherddoriaeth i,
Cherddoriaeth i fewn,
Yn fy nghalon i.
Awen yma,
Awen i,
Awen o fywyd,
Yn fy nghalon i.
Hiraeth fy nghalon,
Am gerddoriaeth,
Awen o fywyd,
Yn fy nghalon i.
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My home is here,
My home is mine,
My home is within,
In my heart.
Music is here,
Music is mine,
Music is within,
In my heart.
Awen is here,
Awen is mine,
The creative flow of life,
In my heart.
Longing in my heart,
For music,
The creative flow of life,
In my heart. 🌿
Truly enjoyed connecting with the Welsh language again in the gorgeously wild west 🤍❤️💚