As I read through Bauchelard’s text I felt conflicted about what I agreed with, and what I didn't agree with. I agree with Bauchelard when he talks about our homes being our first universe and that we are born into our home. I also agree, when combined with the previous statement, that our imagination augments the values of reality. I do not agree with the assumption that the house you were born into, and the universe you were brought up in was a safe and comforting one. For many people the home they are born into is the complete opposite. I personally have felt these feelings he talks about, but not towards a home I lived in.
I not only find myself daydreaming, but actually dreaming about this house. I realized that in my dreams and nightmares, when I am afraid or need a safe place to go, I always end up at my paternal grandmother house. My dreams bring me there, knowing I feel safe their. Growing up I always felt safe and was able to be a child there. It's environment and the positive emotions I get from the memories growing up there have me feeling nostalgic and yearning to go back. The objects inside of the house are not as important as the shell of the house, and the shell of the house isn't anywhere near as important as the area surrounding the house. The woods and environment surrounding the house are just as important and make me feel just as nostalgic. So I am not sure if I agree with the idea that the outside world will never have as much meaning to us as our homes do.
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