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While you can feel powerful and important in a 'home', by definition it limits the amount of newness that can come. It overlays a protective field across reality as an aid for those who cannot use the Force.

Aside: male/female relationship to home: Men feel at home when at the 'head' of the household. They need their little (benign) dictatorships to truly feel at home. It's optional for women (and for many, an unwanted burden to be so necessarily tyrannical)

Back to main thread: The body/ego anchors create a giant Island of Meness that serves as a giant floating anchor. It can travel into any mindspace as long as all of it can it. Every new experience is capture by the island's gatekeepers and converted into something safe.

It's like a spaceship converting hydrogen into oxygen. Or like telling the story of World War II but with muppets. The island protects. The ego protects. It chews your food for you, presenting a far more easily digested reality.

When the safety mechanism is made too opaque, there is an inability to move into expanded states of consciousness. If I want to learn more about where my meat comes I first learn about fish heads and chicken feet. Then I visit the farm.

If these intermediate states aren't presented in a workable gradient we are shocked away from these mindstates, labelling it "here be living dragons" and then weld them away behind steel doors hoping they'll starve to death and the problem will go away

If taking apart my computer reveals 100 lifetimes of learning then wtf lifetime am I supposed to choose if I can choose only one. It's better to just stay Home.

The massive revealed volume of possible mindstates makes us feel lost and afraid because we have no way of seeing how to build the bridge to any of them. We also lose touch w/ our hearts b/c of all the outside mindstates invasively competing for our attention.