I’ve been thinking of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs lately. It’s a theory in psychology that demonstrates human motivations. The largest need is biological and physiological…your basic life needs like air, food, drink, shelter, warmth, sleep. The next largest need is safety as in security, order, stability. Then comes love, esteem, cognitive, aesthetic, self-actualization, and transcendence. My bohemian lifestyle has thrown some of these things up in the air and I am still waiting to see how they land…much in the way we used to play “pick up sticks” when we were kids.

Ok, my biological and physical needs are being met. I have shelter, no matter what, because I can take my house wherever I choose to go. It’s paid for and that offers me much more security than a big three bedroom house with a mortgage. My biggest challenge in the hierarchy is knowing where I’ll be from month to month. I am an extremely flexible person…I think I’ve demonstrated that pretty well. There’s something romantic and exciting about letting the chips fall where they may. But this concept of “home” is nebulous. It’s a shapeshifter.

It was a beautiful day yesterday so I headed to see TOW-Wanda Grande after church. I found myself looking for her roofline with anticipation as I came around the bend. I opened the door and immediately felt I was home. I’m going to do a little remodel when I move back in. I want to turn the bedroom into a studio and the dinette into a bed, just like I had in little TOW-Wanda. I turned on the electric blanket and snuggled down for a little nap. Oh, I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed again. Soon baby, soon…mama’s comin’ home!

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By wisdom a house is built, and by understanding it is established; by knowledge the rooms are filled with all precious and pleasant riches.

Proverbs 24:3-4 ESV