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Beberapa hari yang lalu, tanpa disengaja sebuah kalimat muncul di feed Pinterest saya yang kira-kira bunyinya begini:

“You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart will always be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place”

It was so deep, thoughtfull and touch me in a special spot.

Dicerna sebaik mungkin, saya mulai menggambarkan penjabaran makna dari kalimat sederhana nan memiliki arti luas ini.

Home Is Not About The Place

Klise bukan? Rumah bukan persoalan tempat, but the feeling. Mungkin suatu tempat membuatmu merasa di rumah karena kehadiran  orang tua dan keluarga. Mungkin suatu tempat terasa bagai rumah ketika kita berada di sisi seseorang yang membuat kita merasa bangga dengan menjadi diri sendiri. Atau bahkan suatu tempat bahkan tempat ter-asing sekalipun akan terasa bagai di rumah ketika tidak ada beban apapun yang mengganggu pikiran kecuali berkata-kata dalam hati bahwa hari ini begitu menyenangkan.

Tapi sekali lagi, rumah bukan persoalan tempat. Mungkin ketika kembali ke tempat yang pernah terasa begitu hangat dan membuatmu merasa nyaman justru terasa asing di kemudian hari. Why? Karena ada kehadiran yang tidak lagi hadir di tempat itu. Karena tidak ada lagi suasana yang membuatmu merasa begitu hidup kala itu. That is why ketika berbicara tentang kata ‘home’, saya tidak pernah suka mengaitkannya dengan tempat.

So?

Like they said, from time to time perasaan dan cara kita merasakan sesuatu tidak lagi akan pernah sama tentang sebuah situasi, suasana, dan kehadiran. Saya bahkan pernah merasa sangat berada di rumah ketika berada di tempat paling asing yang pernah saya datangi. Ketika kembali ke tempat yang sama untuk kedua kalinya, tidak lagi terasa sama.

Mungkin kamu juga pernah merasakan hal yang sama. Seperti misalnya ketika bertemu orang asing dan tiba-tiba ada rasa hangat yang menyiram hal abstrak dalam dirimu kemudian kamu merasa seolah tersembuhkan dari segala jenis beban lelah yang sedang mengekor berhari-hari.

And yes, that is how home feels like. So it means we have more than one home in our life. And every home will never be the same after another home capture your soul in a really unexplainable way.

And?

Ganti makna ‘pulang’ yang selama ini kamu pahami. Tidak ada pulang yang akan membuatmu merasa tidak cukup. Tidak ada pulang yang membuatmu semakin lelah terhadap sesuatu. Tidak ada pulang yang membuatmu butuh tempat lain untuk ‘lari’. Karena jika sebuah ‘pulang’ benar-benar mengantarmu pada ‘home’, lelah jenis apapun yang mengganggu esensi self-love kamu pasti akan terobati.

Maka jangan pernah salahkan jika ada orang yang begitu linglung dan tidak tau arah. Mereka belum menemukan ‘rumah’nya. Biarkan dulu ia berpetualang.

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‘HOME’ AND THE ‘COMING HOME’ (An English Version of ‘Rumah dan Sebuah Kata Pulang’, featuring Nikhila)

A few days ago, somehow I found a quote on my Pinterest feed. As I remember, it sounds like this:

“You will never be completely at home again because part of your heart will always be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place”

It was so deep, thoughtful and touched me deeply. Tried to understand those words as well as I can and I started to figure it out.

Home Is Not About The Place

Sounds so cliché, right? Home is not about the place, but the feeling. Once a place feel genuinely home to me and another time it might not. Maybe a place makes you feel like home because of the presence of your parents and family. Maybe a place makes you feel like home when you are alongside the one who makes you proud of being yourself. Or may be even the strangest place will feel like home when there is no load on your shoulders to think of but kept feeling ‘how amazing the day was’.

But again, home is not about a place. Maybe once a place feels legitimately home, but then when you try to get the feeling again, you might feel like a stranger there.

Why? Maybe the presence you seek for wasn’t there anymore. The atmosphere that makes you feel so alive back then might be gone. That’s why whenever I talk about home, I didn’t want to think about A place.

So?

Like they said, from time to time, the way we feel about something will never be the same after all. Maybe you have the exact same feeling once in a while. Like when you meet a total stranger and somehow the warmth flood your soul with the remedy for all the weight that followed you for days.

And yes, that is how home feels like. So it means we have more than a home in our lives. And every home will never be the same after another home capture your soul in a really unexplainable way.

And?

Try to look at the ‘coming home’ you have always known in different way. There is no ‘coming home’ that doesn’t fulfill your energy. There is no ‘coming home’ that makes you feel even exhausted. There is no ‘coming home’ that makes you want to run to another place.

Because if a ‘coming home’ takes you to your real ‘home’, every whacked that ruins the essence of your self-love will be healed.

So don’t ever blame the ones who are lost with no direction. They’re still trying to find their home. Let them be.