The Groundedness Of Maine

If you’re lucky, you have a place that you can go to, whether physical or internal, that is consistently grounding. These are the kinds of places that you go when you need a sort of silence or honesty that eludes you in your day to day life. The kinds of places that remind you who you really are, what you’re really doing on this free-floating rock in space and what really matters. I am so incredibly grateful to have my grandparents and their home in Maine as my place of real groundedness.