What does it feel like to come home to a place that has never left you?

I share my "ponderings" of this tricky question Khandro-la asks in Module 8.

It feels like taking refuge for the first time in the deepest of places, in the very bones of my body. It feels like meeting a stranger who stirs some sort of longing, a familiarity in my heart. It feels like going back to my childhood when the sweetness in my heart was all that I knew. It feels like a wink and a smile, a dance, maybe even some crazy dancing. It feels like a magnet pulling and tugging me towards a space that is filled with wisdom dakinis – ferocious and wild, passionate and kind, and knowing, always knowing. It feels like home.