Sachant j’appartiens (Knowing I belong)

“Home is not where you live but where they understand you.”

–  Christian Morgenstern

“You need a village, if only for the pleasure of leaving it. A village means that you are not alone, knowing that in the people, the trees, the earth, there is something  that belongs to you, waiting for you when you are not there.”   –  Casare Pavese

Sachant j’appartiens

Joyeux anniversaire

Yes! Today is the day

Anniversaire

Of my birth

Or re-birth

For those who

Cannot comprehend

When LIVING

Began

Yes. There were

All those decades

In captivity

Ces états fracturée appelé

Amérique

It may work for some

But my internal compass

My north star

Was always Europe

Arriving in France

Pieces became accessible

The puzzle came together

Coming home

Knowing it was home

Before ever arriving

Mon village dans

Le Corbières

Depuis ce premier jour Jeanne prend mon bras,

Guiding my way

The welcome mat

Was waiting

*

Bisous,

Léa

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About Léa

A wanderer who has found home in the South of France.
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23 Responses to Sachant j’appartiens (Knowing I belong)

  1. cjm76 says:

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! I hope you’re having a lovely day, Lea 🙂 What you wrote, as well as the quotes really resonated with me. Big love and happy days!! xoxo

    • leamuse says:

      Carly, it is even more special now! Thank you! 🙂
      There will be Blanquette after choir tonight!
      Coming to France was really the beginning for me. xoxo

      • cjm76 says:

        You’re really meant to be where you are 🙂 It is wonderful to be ‘home’ – I know the feeling well. And while I don’t celebrate Halloween, I will celebrate your birthday. Cheers!! xoxo

      • leamuse says:

        Merci beaucoup mon amie! 🙂 xoxo

        Yes. This is where I was meant to be. I was always the one with itchy feet wanting to travel. Now, I am at home and don’t want to leave France.

  2. solaner says:

    Congrats, Léa.
    Enjoy your day!

  3. Oh this is wonderful Lea! Im so pleased you are content, happy and finally home.

    Happy 6th anniversary and fingers crossed that you may have many, many more 😊

    Love

    Christine

    Xxx

    PS enjoy the festivities! Xx

  4. claudia says:

    happy anniversary… and wow… it’s so good to arrive at a place that means home.. not many people manage to feel so at home in a foreign country… but your love for the country and the place shines through each and every line..

  5. cindy knoke says:

    Love this and it is so true! Your likes are erasing……

  6. Happy anniversary, Lea! May you live out the rest of your days in the peace and joy of home. YOUR home! Love from across the pond.

  7. beckarooney says:

    Many happy returns! When you find somewhere you feel truly happy that is definitely the place you should call home – I’m happy for you Lea! Thanks for sharing this warm, uplifting poem 😀 x

  8. Sheila says:

    Joyeux Anniversaire! Special days like that are always fun to celebrate. I’m so glad you’ve found your home and happiness.

  9. Eileen says:

    “Home is not where you live, but where they understand you.”

    Awesome! And how joyful that you found your home. I love hearing you describe that.

    When I was younger home was moments, usually alone in nature, once on a hill in a fresh snowfall under a million stars in overwhelming silence, another time camping out and being alone and awake in that moment when the earth holds its breath between the night sounds and the morning sounds. Home in those moments was the sense of oneness with all creation.

    Now in my old age, sometimes mine comes when someone ‘gets’ something I write.

    Other times it’s helping an old friend in the nursing home recapture good memories or rubbing another old friend’s brow after surgery or holding a friend’s hand when they die peacefully.

    Sometimes it’s delighting in a young grandchild with a thirst for knowledge and a grown one having the courage to go to Indonesia to teach and then on his own beginning to coach homeless teens in soccer and now having a middle-aged son going to live in Cambodia to work with orphans with HIV.

    Home is having that connection of understanding, whichever way if flows. It’s knowing that your inner self is not alone.

    • leamuse says:

      Few can comprehend how one could move across the globe to a country where, initially, one doesn’t even speak the same language and find that the fit is PERFECT. This is so far beyond the old adage of fitting like a glove. It permeates each tissue, cell, pore and nerve. Before, I had a “technical” understanding of home. Now, I am there. There was no learning curve, except for the language, it all fit and finally things made sense that never had before. As far as the language goes, I shall always continue to learn but I believe that we both know that there are other ways of communicating. Those ways, helped me along the path.

  10. Joyeux anniversaire! Happy Birthday!

    It’s great to find home, for we are always, and at all times, homeward bound, with nothing to guide but our homesickness and strong yearning for home. Beautiful poetry, very well expressed. Merci beaucoup!

    • leamuse says:

      Thank you so much for taking a look and for the kind wishes. The poems reflect my own experiences and those of others I worked with over time.

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