Home Sweet Home
Taking a journey to base, to the sanctuary, or making a journey after a task and mission is always the best medicine for the soul and heart.
I am always amazed by the phrase “home sweet home”. When I heard that phrase, my souls like flying to the moment I joined as a visual facilitator for a dialog session between a community of leaders from a leadership workshop and the elder from the Bajo Tribe.
They have a hierarchical process to introduce their descendant to nature. Nature is not only about the sky and water with the fish swimming in it. Nature is about the mother of everything that came from and emerges as the story of the journey that should be shaped by every second of the moment.
I will make a story about Bajo in another article. I have promised myself I will write the story about Bajo after I travel to Bajo, I believe it’s become the journey to one of the most magnificent places on earth.
Furthermore, I’ve just finished my monthly mission, pushing my limit on cycling. I usually ride 100km (60mil)once a month just to set my visual memory pace and my mental model in scattering my theoretical understanding of urban design, interconnection, and all variables that were updated so fast after Jakarta’s transportation mode were integrated.
There was always a grateful moment when we push ourselves to the limit. I won’t call it the universe aligned. Two of “the unspoken” stakeholder in one of my stop points, came to me, and suddenly they shared the unspoken story about the place and details. One of them told me about the function of the old building at the night, and the hidden place that may be not for common people like me. It happens just because I look like a people they have known before. They recognized me, although I just visited this area once a month, but at the same time, and in the same spot. I assumed they just noticed me and said, “He’s back”…or in these contexts… he is back (to our home).
Everybody or I prefer to name it the social body, has mechanisms and methods to strengthen their parameter of understanding. That’s natural. The mechanism oftentimes needs space for embodying: synchronizing the main essence of the journey. It also needs space for a reckoning: to connect self, set the pace, and be a holistic part of the journey.
The ritual of “going home”, or “mudik” in Indonesian terms, is a natural process of enlarging understanding. Indonesian did it with a material approach, that’s involving the physical body, assets, and relatives to set the pace in the ritual (of going home).
For another social body, tribe, family, or artificial-social group, the (going home) process could be engaged just by creating a constellation of mind and condition, especially for those who’re in process of achieving the ideal form of understanding and sovereignty.