Hi Embodied Words
It's not too personal, although I can't tell you that much - I've never actually remembered the home, only part of the route.
I can tell you that a road bends round to the right and there is a large dirt track off this bend (on the left). This is the start of the shortcut. It leads to a field which slopes gently upwards. I tend to walk up the right hand side of this field. About halfway up are some tennis courts, again to the right. At these courts, I take a right turn and walk alongside them.
That's as far as I've got
that I've remembered. I would imagine that I've been home numerous times, but simply forgot the experience.
I do remember one time dreaming that I was walking up the field and the family dog came bounding to greet me. She had passed away some years before and it's a nice thought that she might already be 'home' waiting for me and the rest of my family to join her.
However, there was one time during meditating where I took a slightly different route. I call my meditations 'focused daydreaming' and they are similar to what Bruce Moen terms 'focused attention'. It's where you start with your imagination and see what happens, taking notice of things that are outside of your remit, but also not letting the scenario get too 'silly'.
This one time I was talking to a non-physical friend, Joel, about this place called 'home' and I asked him if he would help me find it. He said of course and wanted me to describe what I knew about it so far. I explained and he said, "
why don't you continue to the top of the field, rather than go along the tennis courts for a change?" So I did, there and then, in my mind, in my imagination. I didn't know what to expect and as I got to the top, the whole scenery opened up before me.
It was very similar to the county of Derbyshire in England, UK. Gentle rolling hills, farmland, sheep and peacefulness. I was standing on a plateau looking down on all this and was rather emotional, as I've seen this scene many times before in my dreams - sometimes I've flown over it or what-have-you.
In physical life, I lived in Derbyshire for a few years when I was younger and it still is my favourite county. There are supposedly 'prettier' places and more dramatic places, but I maintain that Derbyshire has it all for me. I now wonder if it's because it reminds me of my other home?

Sarah