Hatred Finds No Home

This says it all.

Hatred: intense dislike.
Hatred disturbs the mind:
we find no peace, and no home.

Home: permanent residence.
The only thing permanent is our inner reality.

Thing: that which has no specific name.

Only through the realisation
of the true inner nature of all sentient beings
can compassion arise … and we arrive home.

Without love, we are nowhere.
With love, we are now-here.

Attending to whatever we do with a good heart is always in the moment now.
In that, there is all the love and joy we could wish for;
decorating a home with a good atmosphere 🙂