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What is home to a traveller?
For me, it’s a sanctuary.
A sanctuary for healing, 
For unconditional love and acceptance, 
For joy and quality time together,
For music and creation.
It is the place where I can be naked
With myself,
Free of judgment.
It is the spot where I can turn
The awareness on its head
And look for who’s looking.
It is the house which forces me
To look myself in the mirror
When I need it,
But also where the cat sits on the table.
It is the kitchen where we cook
All the world’s foods.
It is the bathroom where I wash 
The depression away.
It is the balcony where we have our
Morning coffee.
It is the living room where
I find a healthy yoga routine.
The bedroom that will never speak
Our names out loud …