The courage is in accepting certain things the way they are instead of fighting them and wanting other things that can actually never be. I think thats hard but once you face the reality and accept it, everything becomes A LOT easier. But I'm only talking about myself, I dont know anything about other people and their homes, escapes etc.
You can accept things the way they are without staying at home all the time. Or you can change things the way they are. Everything is possible, so making your own reality and making the most of your opportunities to me is more valuable than hiding at home.
I'm starting to think its true what they say - Once an immigrant, always an immigrant. Now thats a bit discouraging. Ah well.
This morning I had a vivid memory of a moment I spent high up in a pine forest on a lonely hill. The sky was pure white, the air was absolutely still and 3 feet of snow was covering the ground. I sat down in a clearing and just watched, listened and waited. It was unbelievably silent and lonely. Every now and then a roe deer would leap between the trees and I couldn't hear the slightest thing. I will never forget that moment. I would give anything to touch snow again. I can also remember swimming on a secluded beach on a perfect day and walking around in the bush at dusk, surrounded by dozens of wild kangaroos just wandering around as if I am not even there. I like lonely, wild places....but I also like my bedroom and sleep.
I love people but they are about as undependable as the future. There is a world outside people that can shelter you when all else has failed. I understand something about you now.