Home is wherever I’m with you.

Four and a half years ago I collapsed on the floor (business suit on and day of endless high functioning achievement in front of me). And thus began my complicated, gorgeous love affair with chronic pain and rest.

I’ve spent much of the last four years since that moment learning to ask for help. Sixteen months ago I found myself back in a place of pain and exhaustion that meant I had to once again quit my few very part time jobs and accept I could no longer afford to live alone.

I called my mother and asked if I could move in with her. She said, Yes.

My sister and brother-in-law called me and said they were leaving their kids with my mom and coming over (three hours away) to pack up my house and bring me back to my home town. They did.

I lay on the couch as they packed every one of my belongings into boxes, labeled them with love, cleaned my house I was renting, and put everything in storage. My close friends came to help. The rest of my family called day after day to check in.

I could go on and on about the acts of love I’ve been offered with absolute one hundred percent generosity from my family and friends. If life hadn’t unfolded in this way I wouldn’t have known what generosity existed in this world for me.

Although I still become exhausted and achy and have to take very careful loving care of my physical well being, my life has been completely healed by all the help I’ve asked for, love I’ve received, and presence I’ve come to know.

And after more than a year of living with my mother in the house I was born in, surrounded by the hills that held me growing up and heal me now, I am leaving home again…taking off for the great big world, and as I go I want to say—

Thank you to my family, friends, and community for your abundant loving kindness.

Grateful for home I share these two songs:

I am just an animal looking for a home
share the same space for a minute or two.
—Talking Heads

Home, let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you.
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros

EMBED-Little Girl Covers ‘Home’ With Her Dad – Watch more free videos

And this song I dedicate to my hip mama:

Dear mama, you helped me write this
by showing me to give is priceless.

Today the Bridge Maker Alex Blackwell is calling to all of us to cultivate and create kindness. You can check out his manifesto here:  A Manifesto for Making Kindness a Daily Habit

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Christa March 1, 2011 at 8:56 am

Very best wishes to you as you embark on the next leg of your life.

I’ve had a similar road, health-wise, and it never ceases to amaze me, the capacity we have to start over.

Bravo, and take good care.


Mark March 1, 2011 at 9:22 am

Jasmine, sounds a lot like a second, double-do birthday. Hope there’s a great party happening in there somewhere.


Tonio March 1, 2011 at 9:45 am

OMG!!! the middle one is SO cute! Makes me wanna have another little girl, take up the guitar and sing songs of love and joy and fun together.
Thank you for finding and sharing that


shana March 1, 2011 at 1:04 pm

how nice to witness the evolution of your healing. much happiness in your new home & hey, lots of continued health! that video (Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros) just gets me everytime.


Alex Blackwell | The BridgeMaker March 1, 2011 at 10:54 pm


Thank you for sharing your kind spirit with us.



Jasmine March 9, 2011 at 3:26 pm

Thanks, Alex.

I hope your kindness month is spreading across the world.


Billie Anderer March 2, 2011 at 11:12 am


I’m happy you are recovering. Let those of us who love you envelope you as you wander again into your future.

Luck and Love,



Jasmine March 9, 2011 at 3:25 pm

Oh my, all these lovely comments were hiding in my comment file. Something is wrong. I don’t seem to get notified of comments. They all go into spam and moderation. Oh, dear.

I really appreciate everyone’s appreciate of music videos and warm wishes as I embark on a new home. I am a woman who looks at apartments!!!

Warmly, Jasmine


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