It began as a question I kept returning to.
What produces the feeling of being at home within oneself?
Over time, this question moved out of thought and into practice.
Writing became one way of staying with it. Returning to the same ideas, the same sensations, and watching how they ripple and shift.
Gathering became another. Sitting in a room with others, writing in silence, sharing what feels true.
House of Belonging holds both of these.
A space for creative exploration and commitment.
A space for rooms where people can gather and begin to make themselves feel at home.
A space to the study the self and all that is still brewing.
Who am I?
My name is Priya and I started House of Belonging as a placeholder for something I was searching for. I have found myself across the rural Midwest, urban India, the coastal cities of LA and Lisbon and on random ranches across the world. And most of my life I have peeled myself away from painting and poetry, playing pretend (very well) in tech. I became so used to exploring and pandering to the narratives I was told that I almost forgot that I am the writer. And so we return. Sometimes that is to my mom’s kitchen, sometimes that is the vanity mirror I meet in a stranger, and many times it has been in front of a blank page at the corner of a cafe. As I continue returning, I find I am coming back to so much more - all the places I’ve been and will be, all the people I am and will meet, and finally the place I can kick off my shoes, breathe easy and just know - I am home.
If you’re on this journey, too, where will that be next for us?
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