The Homecoming Journey reveals my personal point of view when I went back to my roots: in Benin and Togo.
I, a Parisian with a beninese, togolese and Ghanaian heritage, went back home. I went to the ancestral land in an attempt to reappropriate the culture, the ways of living of the previous generations, a connection I didn’t get the chance to grasp, growing up away from home. I question myself: what does it mean to be home? Is it the land of your ancestors? Is it where you are born? Is it where you are used to?
Going back home is also recentering myself after feeling disconnected for so long. This journey is also a spiritual one, I went back home to authentic myself. It opened the doors to a freedom I never knew before: I feel free, safe, and whole. A new self emerges from the journey, from these encounters. Receiving the amount of Love, through the food, the sun, the humidity that waters my hair and skin, the people met changed me physically, mentally and therefore emotionally.