I found the reading engaging especially concerned with my work and the context that it fits in. The part about the stone house plant and it being the primordial shelter and the hut brings it all together for me. The house that I grew up in, no matter what good or bad happens there still is something that stands out in my mind and there are elements I bring wherever I go. The memories that are negative I have with my childhood home fade away giving a sense of familiarity to me that is now mirrored in my home (I live alone now as a “grown up”). How I organize space and the quirky little nuances that exist there are just some of the things I carried over to my future from the past. The “home” is always something I can go back to no matter how uncomfortable it makes me. I feel as though even though this home is our first universe and the first thing that we know, in a lot of ways trace elements of this travel with us through life. Our lives oddly mirror those of our family, although there is great potential to have the, “buck stop with me” some form of “home” or beginning always travels to the end, its up to the individual to decide weather that is going to be positive or negative.
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