Heart Home Mayer

Man alive, it's been awhile since I posted anything. I finished up this year at school, I am proud of myself for finishing this much so far. I have moved back to New Port Richey, not under the best of circumstances. But whatever, some situations are out of my control. I just need to find a job and go from there. Anyway, back to my purpose:

The word "home" has always intrigued me. It is defined as "the place where one lives permanently, esp. as a member of a family or household." However, that definition seems un-proper. I remember as a child, my family had a plaque in the house that said "Home is where the heart is," and we all have heard this cliche before. To understand this cliche a bit more, one must define "heart." Heart is "a hollow muscular organ that pumps the blood through the circulatory system by rhythmic contraction and dilation..." or "the center of a person's thoughts or emotions, esp. love or compassion." Having never read these definitions prior to this moment, many thoughts are traveling in my brain. In reflecting on the word "heart" in the forementioned phrase/cliche:

• One could say that home is where a persons literal heart (the muscular organ that pumps the blood through the circulatory system by rhythmic contraction and dilation) is at any given moment. Which may be a comforting thought, being that one need not look outside oneself to find home. But then again, this may leave one closed off to anything outside themselves, when in actuality the connection between humans and the whole of the universe however seamless, are indisputable.
  
• One could say that home is the center of ones thoughts or emotions rooted in love and compassion. Now, love and compassion may both be directed inward, but one may not understand either love or compassion solitarily. Therefor, with this definition, one must look outside oneself to find home.

The second definition of "heart" clarifies a question I have asked myself. To prepare for this question, some information must be given. I believe that the creative arts is an invaluable tool to both express and receive understanding on multiple levels. I believe that there is no definite line between the sacred and the secular (meaning one may express truth of God or receive truth from God whatever and wherever the creative medium may be). I believe music goes much deeper than notes played or lyrics sung. I believe that music influences people in their thoughts and emotion. I believe that music allows the listener to understand the thoughts and emotions and the meaning of the artist on an unexplainable level. I believe that if the heart is the center of ones thoughts and emotions, than the creative arts, specifically music, is an expression of heart. Ergo, my question (I have said this for years): John Mayer's music is home for me. His music makes me feel home. It makes me feel as if whatever situation I am faced with and wherever I am located at a specific moment, for the duration of the song I am home. I can breathe. I can believe that things will be good. I feel secure. I feel safe. I find home in a song. Why? Is it sweet? Is it sad? Set the person of John Mayer aside (although he seems like a kick-ass guy). It is the music he creates. It is the feeling that his music gives to me. There is a validity of feeling. I find reflections of my heart in the chords and lyrics and rhythm of the music he creates. For that I am truly thankful.