↓↓ Ever feel like a nomad with “no home”? You’re not alone. But what if “home” isn’t a place, but a feeling? I try to describe what I’m looking for, but it’s elusive. It’s on the tip of my tongue, and then it’s gone. There’s this feeling when both your bare feet are pressed to the earth, and your head is in the clouds. It’s in the balance, land and sea, society and wilderness. It’s with the people who make you feel safe and seen. This is where I feel home. What (or who) makes you feel ...