"I'm really getting closer to enlightenment." Says the fictitious "I."
"You're in the same damn place!" Yells, What Is.
Home, heaven, whatever we wanna call it is always What Is, and when the seeking energy of time collapses, you end up right where you are. The only difference? The tension, and contraction of free will and personal identity is no longer there, and so, of course, there is an ease and relaxation.
“Before enlightenment; chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment; chop wood, carry water.” — Zen Kōan