I am home. And so are you, according to Indigenous wisdom. 

On my return flight - direct from Barcelona to Montreal - I watched four short films by Indigenous filmmakers*. One included a scene where a grandmother and a girl of about 6 years are doing chores. The girl seemed content but I sensed underlying pain. In the midst of wringing out the clothes, the girl suddenly blurts, “I want to go home.” The grandmother says calmly, “I am home” a couple of times.

My focus will be on trip preparations over the next few days. Wish me the capacity to focus, simplify and savor home and family before leaving it and them for ten days.