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My Kapok Bed At Home
By Jorod Enri
Sunday, April 11, 2010

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Making pillows from a local resources..

What does angelfish, termites , wolves, swans, dolphins and vultures have in common? They all mate for life!

 

Makes you wonder how they pick their mates. Biggest question of all is, where is their home? Dolphins keeps moving, so are other birds. Some birds go back to where they have nests before. But once they produce an offspring they fly away from the nest. Wolves keeps on moving in a pack. So are angelfishes and dolphins.

 

If dolphins keeps on travelling, what do they call home then? It occured to me that the home part is easy, that finding of the soulmate is tougher! You can practically die without finding that soulmate. Therefore, its conceivable that there are dolphins who are single all their lives. That’s tremendous disadvantage with these animals. They are not like people who can just settle for who’s acceptable. They were not bound by marriage or any ceremonies either.

What is common among us and dolphins is that we are both animals and the only basic difference between us and them is that we have the so-called rationality. They do a set of established patterns that humans has to think first.

 

So what is the point in all these? The point is that to each of us, we have a different view of what we call home. We all have to have a place to stay but not all of us have a home, in my definition anyway.

At the end of the day, we all want to return to our homes. Home is the place where you longed to be. In my case, my true home is the place where my heart belongs. It is unaffected by distance and circumstances. It is where you are owned that wherever you go and whatever you do, you will go back to take refuge from a trying day.

 

We all need to come home sometime from our perils, adventures and discoveries. Fresh with new experiences and characters we can add to the one waiting for us.

 

Man being an animal used to sleep in the wilderness until he discovers that putting his head in something soft is more relaxing. We have a tree that bears fruit of silk that when stuffed inside a bag we call pillow. This tree we call dul-dol or kapok is instrumental in making of this pillow where our heads rests. Though its a tedious process from harvesting to the separation of the silky cotton inside its fruit its still hard to beat in terms of function and durability.

 

A fresh set of dul-dol pillows brought in from the town where we were once rooted will definitely do the trick. One has to lay his or her head there someday simply because that would signify your heart can now take a break for offering the mind a home.

 

I never find a place that I could call my very own home even when my withered roots began to grow. That is alright my darling, my immortal beloved, for when we found each other you owned my heart and soul and you became my home!

 

You often prayed and sighed for me to come home though we made a home in our hearts. A little hold-up my dear, I’d be home and will be resting my soul’s head in that dul-dol pillow in your heart.

 

 

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