According to Osho, 'home' in the worldly sense doesn't exist—there are only houses; 'home' is a psychological projection we weave to escape existence's coldness. Chasing it breeds frustration. Accepting our essential homelessness dissolves attachment and creates freedom; then, without trying to manufacture security, we discover an inner warmth, and the whole existence becomes our home wherever we are.
Home isn’t a place you build; when you feel okay inside without needing one, everywhere you go feels like home.