Friday, May 25, 2012

HOME is where my HEART is!

Again and again I am forced to reflect about HOME: What is home? Why am I confronted so many times in my life(s) with this topic? What can I learn from my experiences?

I was happy in Second Life - I as my avatar and my clicker as well. Monkey was my home - I really felt like a Monkey! I wanna place analogies today to learn. So the question to ask would be: Did I ever feel like home somewhere in real life? I am happy to state: Yes, I really feel home in the town I moved for studies and stayed till now. Once I questioned it in earlier years, but after a month near polar circuit and some weeks in the US I knew again, home is in this town which allows me to live close to the beach. I guess that is one really important part of my personal favorized home location: water. I love water! And I definetly have more connection to the sea then to my home town. And I always lived seaside in Second Life - from the early days till today.

But am I connected to a certain house? No! Not yet? Who knows what might be one day in the future...
In Second Life I even did change my houses living on the same land plot. Could I say I am vagrant or am I just flexible to adapt to living various circumstances? In Second Life as in real life? Most of my Second Life living situation is displayed in this article: Its my tenth move in regions in Second Life.  In real life I will manage the 15th move of my life in the near future. But well, I might be a bit older in real life than in Second Life.

Right now in real life I am forced to move as well as in Second Life. The RL home will become a major building site for minimum a year and who wants to live on site? Not us! So RL a new flat was needed and we were lucky enough to find a better place in a terrible estate situation not too far away from the old one.
In Second Life my old home will sink. The ocean will absorb Monkey soon. There will just be Monkeys at heart left - no "real" residents anymore. Monkey will be gone - always and forever. Something which makes me sad, as it really felt like home. Now, I found a new home. A "better" one, as my hut at Monkey was shabby - well I chose it that way myself. It's a more expensive one as well. If I could choose I'd avoid that part in SL as well as in RL, but the market claims the price, eh!? ,-) Will I feel like part of a special community like I did when I was a Monkey? Rarely...
But as I realize that is one thing I liked about Monkey, may I be able to become part of another community in my new RL district? Maybe, as I now know, that this is something I might care about. I might try harder now, even if I'm kinda individual person.

In Second Life I chose a place for living close to my favorite neighbor and friend Dee. I already lived on that sim sometime ago. Funnily I just realize, I move back to a part of my town, where I already lived in RL as well. Not 'cause of a neighbor though, but because I was happy over there. I keep some of my social surroundings and add some new. Kinda similar, eh?

Last but not least, home is where my heart is. In Second Life my heart mostly belongs to the arts, my thoughts, writing about it and talking to my SL friends what some days motivate me to blog like today (thanks Vally! ;-))
In RL I am happy I can start a new chapter of living in an environment I already loved once with the people I love most. And I might write....and they lived happy ever after!
(Well, not in Second Life. I bet there are some more chapters to write here ,-))

Blogging at Monkeys for the last time!?