At the end of the day, a man (and a woman) need a place to lay their head. A place much more than safe, but a Heilige (whole, wholesome, holy) sanctuary. A place to refresh and escape the daily adversary (the daily grind of making a living). A place to be with friends and loved ones in caring frith. This place has many names. The best one - home. Home does not have to be a mansion, high on a hill.
Havamal, verse 36 - It's better to have a home, even if it's little - everyone should call somewhere "home." Even if you own just two goats, beneath a faulty roof, that's still better than begging. *
This home of yours is something that you worked and paid (or still are paying) for. It is a man and woman's kingdom. And, it is always good to be home.
When you have vacationed or traveling home from a long business trip, that last day, the journey home, seems to take forever. Then you cross the threshold of the front door, you are happy. You are in your safe spot. You may be exhausted but you feel thankful that you are home.
A man can make his home anywhere. In the beginning, it is just a patch of dirt and a bunch sticks. Time and being a human change that. Your personal self melds with the fabric of the home. The home becomes Heilige - a wholesome sanctuary. It is better to have a home, even if it's little.
*The Poetic Edda, Crawford Edition, copyright@2015 Hackett Publishing
Copyright 2018 Terry Unger All Rights Reserved
Havamal, verse 36 - It's better to have a home, even if it's little - everyone should call somewhere "home." Even if you own just two goats, beneath a faulty roof, that's still better than begging. *
This home of yours is something that you worked and paid (or still are paying) for. It is a man and woman's kingdom. And, it is always good to be home.
When you have vacationed or traveling home from a long business trip, that last day, the journey home, seems to take forever. Then you cross the threshold of the front door, you are happy. You are in your safe spot. You may be exhausted but you feel thankful that you are home.
A man can make his home anywhere. In the beginning, it is just a patch of dirt and a bunch sticks. Time and being a human change that. Your personal self melds with the fabric of the home. The home becomes Heilige - a wholesome sanctuary. It is better to have a home, even if it's little.
*The Poetic Edda, Crawford Edition, copyright@2015 Hackett Publishing
Copyright 2018 Terry Unger All Rights Reserved
