Brief Thoughts on Being at Home
Questioning what it means to be "at home”
over the course of the past year or two, i've undergone massive transformation and what felt like an identity crisis in my late 20s led to a journey of discovering myself. this self discovery was fueled by constant questioning. i've found this questioning to be an essential tool to chip away at the kind of life i want to live. as i've mentioned many times before, my strongest loyalty is towards fostering and nurturing my own ingenuity and authenticity.
as part of this process, a question i've been asking myself a lot lately is - what does it really mean to be at home? i haven’t openly talked about this one, but for the past couple of years, i had been extremely insecure about not having a “permanent address.” i used to lay on my bed, in my rented apartment, eyes wide open asking myself where i would go if i lost my job? the fact that i didn’t own a property was a key component of my depression.
A More Expansive Meaning of "Being at Home"
once i identified this curiosity, i began seeking answers to this question. i wanted the answers to not be influenced by what society defined a home as but rather be in harmony with my own self. around the same time that i began this exploration of what "being home" means to me; i visited the house i grew up in and was showered with a powerful epiphany as i stood outside what i fondly like to refer to as my “secret window” (inspired by the movie of the same title.)
as i stared at the window, that on many mornings, i spent looking out from as a kid, it dawned on me that in the deepest sense, being at home is to feel safe. it is to feel loved. it is to feel understood. it is to feel like you belong. and that it has nothing to do with a roof and walls. it has nothing to do with an address. it has nothing to do with ownership. it is merely a feeling and nobody and no one can take it away from us, if we tune-in to it. i realized that a home isn’t about the things we have made it out to be in the modern world.
with this epiphany, whenever i am feel insecure about being “at home,” i remind myself to be mindful and focus less on the tags and more on the feeling. as long as i am feeling safe, or loved or cared for; i remind myself that this is what it truly means to be “at home.”
full disclosure: thanks to Kosher for partnering with me and for sharing their products to make this post possible. i came across the brand during the FairTrunk offline event i attended last year. what i love about their process is how closely they work with artisans, helping keep India's rich artisan and textile heritage alive; something i care deeply about. Kosher looks at artisans they work with as family members and through each new development cycle, they travel to the ingenious craft cluster, often staying with artisans. for these specific covers, the printing was done in Ujjain. the stitching and tailoring was carried out in Delhi and has been thoroughly vetted by Kosher for fair wages and working conditions. learn more by visiting their Instagram handle or website.