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Have you found a true “home” yet?

Prince William, second in line to the British throne, slept in a cold alley in central London recently to highlight the plight of homeless British teenagers.

"I cannot, after one night, even begin to imagine what it must be like to sleep rough on London streets night after night," William said.

The story reminded me how in the winter of 1956, as a reporter on the Victoria Daily Colonist, I was assigned to live for a month like an old age pensioner. I wrote a series of articles on what it was like to subsist on approximately $50 a month. In an early column, for example, I wrote, "After getting advice from housewives, nutrition experts and pensioners I'm going to see if I can live for less than one dollar a day on food, eggs, cheese and cereal."

The plight of the poor and homeless is sad indeed. But it is possible to be “homeless” even though we live in material comfort if we are unaware of the truth of our existence -- unaware of the freedom and happiness and peace that already exists at the core of our being.

As long as we search for these things in the external world we are doomed to frustration and futility.

At a certain critical point in my life, when I was about 23 or 24, I had the great good fortune of finding a mentor who exemplified for me the truth that I had been seeking so earnestly ever since I was a teenager.

The name of my mentor was Martin. I trusted him from the moment I first met him. Words were not necessary, in a way. He carried a presence that was palpable and that I felt the moment he got out of his chair to greet me.

I loved what he represented so much that I gave up my life in the external world -- including my job at the Daily Colonist – including my boat -- to join the spiritual community he had founded some years earlier in the interior of B.C.

I was a member of the community for 35 years. I believed it was home -- and would always be home.

But then the unthinkable happened. Martin died, and the community collapsed.

I embarked upon a painful and difficult transition, with no option but to prove for myself the truth Martin portrayed for so many years. (Didn’t he tell us many times not to depend on him, not to put him on a pedestal?)

I find it is a journey that never ends.

But I find it is also very simple. All I have to do is to be still. And in that moment of stillness – there it is. Freedom. Happiness. Wisdom. The awareness of the unchanging, timeless presence that is the true home and destiny of us all.


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Corinne Rodrigues January 4, 2010 at 7:13 pm

Chris – I meant to comment on this post the day I got it in my mailbox, but just didn’t get down to doing so. A wonderfully thought provoking post as usual. I loved the thought of the presence being our home – how very true. No where else do we feel truly at home but in the stillness of that Great Spirit.
Warm regards


Christopher Foster January 5, 2010 at 7:42 pm

Thanks so much for your words and your wonderful spirit Corinne. A great pleasure to be sharing in life’s journey with you. All the very best for a wonderful 2010. Chris


Dan January 5, 2010 at 3:19 pm

Yes, this is very true, including for me. I had thought for a long time that because of my social anxiety disorder, I could only have one home. But, I have run into the changes of life and life has taught me that there are other things that can help me feel at home. I feel at home when I am helping people, and that allows me to feel at home, relaxed, and non-anxious anywhere.


Christopher Foster January 5, 2010 at 7:46 pm

Bless you Dan. The changes life brings aren’t always comfortable but they are teachers par excellence aren’t they. I am very happy to know about your great site. All the very best for 2010.


Jill Campana January 6, 2010 at 9:09 am

Hi Chris!
You are so very right in that Martin’s invitation was never to depend on him, in fact he detested it that so many did. His message was always to “go out and do the work”. I am so grateful for my spiritual education through the Emissaries.

When Martin died it was a tumultuous time for many. Personally speaking, the STRUCTURE of the community collapsed (as all structures do eventually). I still “commune” with many friends from that time. And as is always the case, when one’s identity is in the structure and not in spirit, then one will feel lost.

I honor your process of proving yourself to be a still voice in a chaotic world of collapsing structures!

Love, Jill
(p.s. my blog has changed…it’s now http://niajourneyswilljill.com


karen January 20, 2010 at 8:57 am

I’m a fellow poster from the anxiety support blog carnival, and I enjoyed this post very much. Looking forward to exploring the rest of your blog.
warm regards,


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senses. Call it a still voice, a hint or a gut feeling – whenever it begins manifesting you will know that it’s no accident.!
Dowsing is a technique we can use to gain access to the intuition by using dowsing pendulum or alternatively divining rod.
I have been doing it for a long time and In my opinion any one can easily learn it.
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Christopher Foster August 24, 2012 at 1:15 pm

Thanks so much for your comment, much appreciated. And thanks for sharing your experience with dowsing, all most interesting.


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