I will say in the arms of my husband, because that place that feels most consistantly like home, and is most consistantly available to me.

However, there is a spring (or was last time I was there about a decade ago), in the mountains of far western Maryland (USA). It's in the Potomac State Forest. I used to haul drinking water from that spring, and while there I used to get a most peaceful and at the same time a very expansive feeling.

And of course, where the land meets the ocean. I have the salt of the ocean in my blood. But I very rarely find myself near the ocean for some reason.