Home is where you are crowned with culture and belonging.

It’s where ancestors crown you with tradition.

It’s where destiny crowns you with purpose.

Home is where the earth, oceans, flowers and stars crown you with celebration because

you

are

you.

Inspired by our deep love for the nations of Africa, their peoples and our time with them along the refugee trail.

Sometimes we don’t know where home is.

Sometimes we feel lost.

Groundless.

Forgotten.

Alone.

Sometimes we wander, looking for the place

the people

the heartbeat

where we were made to fit.

Sometimes it takes a brave heart

to explore new territory

to risk it all

to find

where

who

what

we were truly made for.

Inspired by our time in remote villages of North Africa. Imlil, High Atlas Mountains, Morocco

Home = together.

Where you nurture and share.

Where individuals become a family.

Home is where you give each other space to grow

but where you also become one.

It’s where promises are made,

love is spoken,

and grace is given.

It’s where little minds learn,

little hands try

and budding dreams blossom.

Home is where you can rest

because it’s better

together.

Inspired by our time of unexpectedly calling London home. Wimbledon Park Lake, London, UK

Home is a place of rest.

A place of vision.

A place where it’s safe to quietly slow down,

to pause,

to reflect,

to look out,

to see.

Home is watching the seasons bring a fresh breath of change,

yet again,

and anticipating the beauty and renewal that is always ahead.

Inspired by autumn’s arrival near our home in the Blue Ridge mountains. Pond Mountain, Ashe County, North Carolina

Home is a place where arms are always open.

Where when you step inside

you are welcomed

cherished

missed

and treasured.

It’s where truth whispers your name

and reminds you of your beauty.

Your worth.

Your value.

That every star in the sky

is just for you.

That you are always,

always,

always,

worthy of being protected

covered

comforted

and loved.

Inspired by our time living near the Tibetan Plateau.

Home is where the morning sun illuminates the new day that lies before you.

It’s where the day greets you with anticipation as it begins, because it knows you.

It knows the beauty that is planned for you today.

It knows the world needs the way you shine today.

Home is where the days present their path of discovery, just for you.

Inspired by travels through the vast beauty of the American West.

Sometimes home isn’t home,

but simply a place where hearts gather.

A place where amidst hustle and bustle

tea is poured,

stories are swapped,

work is rewarded,

harvest is shared,

and strangers become friends.

Inspired by our countless days wandering through village markets. Had Draa, South Atlantic Coast, Morocco

Home is sometimes the uncharted place you journey to,

completely wild and unfamiliar, brand new.

A place so new you have to build everything from the ground up.

Sometimes it’s a life transition.

A new opportunity.

Sometimes it’s a new place of freedom or healing.

It’s a place that’s both quiet and wild.

Quiet, as you explore, forage, rebuild, settle in.

Wild, with dreams and hopes for what this new place, and you, will become.

Inspired by our experiences living abroad and the raw beauty of Iceland.

Home is food that comforts.

It’s the smells and flavors that nourish your soul,

even thousands of miles away from that familiar kitchen.

It’s the dishes sitting on the table.

It’s where you learn that although languages, cultures and customs differ,

our heartbeat

is the same.

Home is where you find that your bowl overflows with both nourishment

and gratitude.

Inspired by our time living in the ancient capital of China. Biang Biang noodles, Xian, China

Home is found in life’s quiet repetitions.

Where day after day

we wash

cook

sow

fold

feed

and make

again,

and again,

and again.

Home is where day after day,

the littlest things add up

to make the biggest impact.

Inspired by our time in the remote villages of North Africa.

Home is where

sowing

longing

waiting

trying

and building

turn into a plentiful harvest.

It’s where your hands

plant seeds

scrub dishes

wash linens

light candles

open books

wipe tears

knead bread

drink wine

tuck in

and hold what is dear.

Home is where

the sun shines down

on weary and tired days

and you can finally,

at last, see your harvest.

Inspired by our journey of making a home in North Carolina.

Home is where you began.

Where you were dreamed of.

Where for the first time

you took a breath

and the world and generations

could never be the same.

Home is where you were gazed upon

and hearts were filled

with endless,

abundant treasure

because you’re here.

Inspired by our new season as parents, as well as the many mothers that have loved, nurtured and fed us around the globe.

Home is a place of safety,

solace

comfort

and shelter.

A place to take refuge from the storm,

to curl up

and be held.

To be protected.

To lean on.

Homes is strong when you feel weak.

Home is big when you feel small.

Home always, always has open arms.

Inspired by local Blue Ridge rock formations and the relentless love of a father. Creeper Trail Park, Lansing, North Carolina

Home is old world comfort.

Warmth.

Fullness.

Nostalgia.

Memories and history woven together by the light of a fire.

Tales and laughter dancing around an abundant table.

Home is home

in every age, land, time and people.

Inspired by our time in the quaint historic villages of England. Godalming, Surrey County, UK