Sometimes a real home doesn’t feel very real. It is at these time an imaginary home becomes necessary – to maintain sanity or to protect or to get away for a while. The times one doesn’t feel safe in one’s own home don’t necessarily have to do with physical safety, although if you don’t feel safe physically you should run far and fast, but also to with spiritual and mental safety. Just as in the outside world you can feel overwhelmed, frazzled, or completely done in, the home can make you feel that way too. It doesn’t really matter why you feel rattled or flat done with home, they are your feelings so you must do something about them. If you need to go somewhere else out of the home for a while that is a fine thing, especially if you have someplace you can go to rest and regroup. If you don’t, then that’s more problematic. An imaginary home can help; it should be a place that you can get to easily and don’t have to exercise your mind excessively to get there. Preferably it will make you feel good to arrive and collapse on your favorite surface. Most importantly this place will demand nothing of you and will be whatever you’d like it to be to suit your current mood. When I saw the waterfall with the ferns marking the door I wondered who lived beneath these falls, who was lucky enough to enjoy the green and the crashing of the water that kept all other noises out. Everyone has their own place, though. There may be some imaginary home where the noise of conversation or music never stops, there may be homes I consider to be horrible places. But those aren’t my homes. Everyone’s potential imaginary home, where they go for comfort and recharging, is theirs alone and should not be judged by others, that is if anyone knows about it. It seems to me that an imaginary home should also be very private, but again, that’s my bias. Imaginary homes can be any size, shape, or design; natural or unnatural, solitary or crowded. Whatever it is, it should be yours, and yours alone. Don’t you think everyone should have an imaginary home of their own?