Many say home is where the heart is. I agree. Well, that, and where my suitcase and running shoes (and preferably boyfriend and dog) are. I have found that there are those who strongly relate to my need to travel and wander, and many whom would go mad sleeping in five different places over a seven night stretch. So what is it that drives us “travelers” to be this way? Are we always on the search for something or are we simply restless? I don’t know why, and honestly, I don’t spend much time analyzing it; rather, I accept it. Accepting it makes it more enjoyable, less conflictive, and allows me to cherish the many gifts that it has given me; empathy for others, awareness of many cultures and different perspectives, an insane amount of flexibility and patience, problem solving skills, incredible friends, and countless memories. Hmmm, or is it these qualities that have led me to become a traveler? Either way, I am deeply aware that we are incredibly fortunate to have such an amazing world to explore, treasure and admire, yet we are not all lucky enough to realize this and/or do anything about it. I am privileged with the gift to not only realize it but to act upon it.
Never make your home in a place. Make a home for yourself inside your own head. You'll find what you need to furnish it - memory, friends you can trust, love of learning, and other such things. That way it will go with you wherever you journey. -- Tad Williams
Sunset viewing atop Mount Monadnock after an afternoon hike (photo credit: Chris Gagne)