Where we feel rooted

By Tav
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“For me, I feel most rooted and grounded in times when I can strip back all the distractions and be reminded of what truly matters. To get to this place usually means resetting my mind and getting outdoors—a hike with my wife, a camping trip with the family, a surf trip, chasing a few fish by a stream…adventure.”

“It’s in the dailiness—the quiet, the small, the happy;
The moments measured by the degree of presence
With those who matter most, those who feel like home.”

“Like a glove

Irish in name

English in blood

American by birth

Son of a sailor

Scattered beginnings

Shallow roots

A tumbleweed rolling

Currently digging

The first city in the Mitten state

Just beyond the middle finger

Where the big boats pass

Looking for anchor”

“‘Home’ is such a different thing for me now vs. what it was pre-2020. I’m fortunate to get to live most of the year in St. George, UT, beneath the beautiful red rocks. As my 5-year old said one day while driving, ‘Daddy, it looks like a painting outside.’ Southern Utah truly stands alone in its natural beauty and that’s definitely what I love most about it. The desert is a mystical, magical place and I love the way I feel so connected to the earth here. St. George is where I feel most grounded.

Part of the year I also get to reside in Encinitas. Encinitas is such a special place. The ocean, the food, the people, the differing styles of homes and architecture, the feeling in the air, exchanging my shoes for bare feet and my car for a bike—it’s all so inspiring and uplifting for me. There is a palpable energy along Coast Highway and I absolutely love it. Encinitas is where I feel most inspired.”

“As I’m getting older and maturing (hopefully) I’m learning to be content and rooted in the present. Life can be short, so we should cherish every passing moment, but at the same time not dwell so much so that we get lost in the current. I once thought that home, contentment, and happiness was a destination but I’m realizing it’s a state of mind; it’s been here all along.”

“In high school, when I heard Robert Frost’s line:

Home is the place where, when you have to go there, They have to take you in.

I thought it about the saddest thing I’d heard.

Years later, I think of it as my greatest source of wealth. Not money, Not assets, Wealth.

One day, my eyes were opened. I have many homes.

Should I need, Should my wife or children need.

For a night, A week, A year.

There are countless doors I could approach without warning, And with a simple: ‘May I?’ Be welcomed in, Told be make myself at home, And truly feel, At home.”

“I’ve felt unrooted for a lot of my life, so one way I've decided to feel rooted, no matter where I am, is by paying close attention to the seasons (you've got to work a little harder to celebrate them in constant climates, but it's worth the effort).

I feel most grounded when I'm most plugged into whatever season it is. I make a home in little vivid moments: fall foods and colors, winter cozy days in, springtime ambles, and summery nights.

I think paying close attention to nature reminds us to have resilient and adaptable roots. Seasons remind me that there's a rhythm to the kaleidoscopic shifts of life.”


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