I crave for a home

I know I have said it with a variety of ways, but I want to say it again. To write about it, to take it out there, for the whole cosmos to listen, and for myself most importantly, to take my wish seriously to the bones.
The past 3 and now going towards the 4th year... I have been constantly moving, here and there, and moving again, staying a month in one country, 3 months in another, 6 months in another, then moving again...
And that changed me, it completely changed me.
But I have reached this point that I am irritated about having to travel. Don't get me wrong! I love traveling.
But I need a stable home, I need a place to feel security, to plan ahead, to see the seasons changing, to actually begin building a life.
I am about to move to Bali for work soon. It is amazing I know, it is a dream...and yet I feel stressed, I feel that I keep on that current, and I now need something different. I am tired of all that movement and constant changes.

It taught me great things, to be resourceful and creative, to be stable in the midst of chaotic ever-changing conditions, to be content with few, to find the important little basic things and hold those dear, to be more open, and so much more.... But I feel strongly now that in order for me to grow and be happy, I need to find a place that I can call home, a stable place, and then to travel from there, if I develop the wish to travel....

But ... perhaps I need to go through one last wave of traveling before I settle, perhaps Bali is going to show me the way..