“A house can become a little self-enclosed world. Sheltered there, we learn to forget the wild, magnificent universe in which we live.” John O’Donohue

The spirit of homelessness can be viewed as the ability to walk through life without attachment- the ability to work and play without the inner walls of confinement restricting the spirit of our being.

O’Donohue informs that when we domesticate our minds and hearts, we reduce our lives. We disinherit ourselves as children of the universe. Almost without knowing it, we slip inside ready-made roles and routines which then set the frames of our possibilities and permissions. Our longing becomes streamlined. We acquire sets of convictions in relation to politics, religion and work. We parrot these back and forth at each other as if they were absolute insights. Yet for the most part these frames of belief can be viewed as self-constructed barriers, fragile cliches built around our lives to keep out the mystery.

As we break down the inner walls of confinement, we evoke homelessness of spirit, a vast and expansive movement that allows us to reach and navigate our full potential. Walls crumbled, we are no longer trapped within the invisible prison of the home but free to ride our vast ocean to great heights. In our humble state of homelessness the mystery of the universe becomes the table at which we dine.

Everywhere around us mystery never sleeps and this same deep nature is within us. “Each person” says O’Donohue, “is an incredibly sophisticated, subtle and open-ended work of art. We live at the heart of our own intimacy, yet we are strangers to its endless nature.”