Something's been on my heart that I wanted to share, especially for anyone who might still be trying to understand what “nomad” even means in a Hebrew walk:

A lot of people use the term "digital" nomad, and usually that means: you work remotely, you travel, but you still have some kind of “home base.” Maybe it’s the country you were born in. Maybe it’s another place you’ve chosen as your base, and you just move around from there.

As a servant of the Master YAHUAH, it’s different for me.

Even though I have my own remote business and I have practical ties in different places (like business registration, paperwork, etc.), I genuinely don’t consider any country my “home base.” There are places that feel familiar (not sure how to explain it), but it’s still not enough for me to say, "I belong here," or "This is where I’m supposed to be."

And honestly… the longer I live this way, the more I realize this journey is training me to live with open hands.

It’s not just about the physical moving. It’s about what’s happening inside:
I've been learning to surrender my will DAILY, learning to ask the Master YAHUAH for instruction, learning to trust His timing, and living with plans that only He can truly establish.

"A man’s heart plans his way, but YAHUAH establishes his steps." - Mishlĕ (Proverbs) 16:9

So if anyone thinks being a “nomad” means you have to be constantly traveling. Umm, not necessarily. That’s just the outward side, for those who are called to that life.

Here's the deeper side:
If our home is with the Master YAHUAH, then technically, we’re all nomads. Whether you’re in the same town you grew up in, or you’re on the move like we are… the posture is the same: open hands, soft plans, and a heart anchored in His Kingdom.

And, one more thing, to encourage whoever reads this: keep trusting. This life is all about trust...

Trusting that the Creator is directing you,
Trusting what He allows you to walk through,
Trusting that discomfort shapes you for what’s ahead.

“Let not your heart be troubled. Believe in Elohim, believe also in Me. In My Father’s house are many staying places. And if not, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I shall come again and receive you to Myself, that where I am, you might be too." - Yoḥanan (John) 14: 1-3

...and I’m realizing more and more that that is what “home” feels like.

Does this resonate with anyone? Have you ever felt that “nowhere feels like home” and not in a sad way, but in a way that’s waking you up to what you’re truly waiting for?