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	<title>Comments on: The Search for Home &#8211; Part 1: The Search Begins &#8211; by Jesse Wolf Hardin</title>
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	<description>Teaching Nature Awareness, Healing &#38; Rewilding</description>
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		<title>By: Carla</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carla</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:57:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As a child through my teens, I lived in many different places, traveling due to my mother&#039;s work. Home was basically where we parked the car. 

Now an older adult, with no family left, I have discovered what I always knew inside to be true. 

This incomparable world, the stones, water, trees, herbs and flowers of this world, its winds that fall and rise, its oceans that move at the bidding of the moon -- this is my home. It&#039;s my home because in the woods or mountains -- there I find peace -- those surroundings guide me inward to a deeper peace in myself. 

When intolerable weather (arthritis) causes me to be housebound, I find myself feeling homeless in truth. I long for temperate days when I can get out and be where I belong.

Carla</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a child through my teens, I lived in many different places, traveling due to my mother&#8217;s work. Home was basically where we parked the car. </p>
<p>Now an older adult, with no family left, I have discovered what I always knew inside to be true. </p>
<p>This incomparable world, the stones, water, trees, herbs and flowers of this world, its winds that fall and rise, its oceans that move at the bidding of the moon &#8212; this is my home. It&#8217;s my home because in the woods or mountains &#8212; there I find peace &#8212; those surroundings guide me inward to a deeper peace in myself. </p>
<p>When intolerable weather (arthritis) causes me to be housebound, I find myself feeling homeless in truth. I long for temperate days when I can get out and be where I belong.</p>
<p>Carla</p>
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		<title>By: Dave</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:37:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Home.  The  word  evokes  so  many things in  me.  I&#039;ve  returned  to  the  two  places  of  my  childhood only to  be  left  feeling a  stranger to  them,  as if who  I  am  could  not  have  come  from  them.  But  I  did.

Really  looking  forward  to the  rest  of  this.

Dave</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Home.  The  word  evokes  so  many things in  me.  I&#8217;ve  returned  to  the  two  places  of  my  childhood only to  be  left  feeling a  stranger to  them,  as if who  I  am  could  not  have  come  from  them.  But  I  did.</p>
<p>Really  looking  forward  to the  rest  of  this.</p>
<p>Dave</p>
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