Home?

I am back in San Francisco as of this afternoon. I flew in here from Vero Beach, Florida. Am I home? Just the fact that I have to ask myself this question tells me that life is getting complicated. One of the Paulists said, "Welcome Home" when he saw me.

It seems that it takes me a little while to feel "home" here, but it comes. I have been away. Is it not like this when I pray? If I have been away from prayer, then it takes a bit to feel at home, comfortable in the prayer space. This tells me that I have been traveling away from prayer. Not good. What about you?