Saturday, April 25, 2009

The more I think about it, the more I think it is a tragedy I thought I had to move to learn more about myself. If we had whole communities, we would be content exploring the depths of our region with them. I think I was wrong that I had to leave loved ones and change life's distractions to see myself. If it was okay to just be ourselves, and we had a support system at home, we wouldn't feel we have to leave the people that make us who we are, to learn more. I still like traveling, but I don't like living away from home. It seems like a distraction--instead of getting to know one place deeper, I thought I was "bored" and moved on to a new place to get a new, shallow understanding of where I am. There is something special about getting to know the land in one place, one could spend many lifetimes and still know only a tiny bit.

I wish home had a warmer climate...sadly, it might. I have been learning a lot about climate change and there will be a lot in the next thirty years.

1 comment:

summer said...

Moving away always seems so romantic.

I envision myself in other places and think that if I can ever get there things will be perfect. But this is just an illusion. Happiness is entirely internal and can never be found in any physical place.

Wherever you go, you will always be you. Your old habits will follow you... You cannot go anywhere to escape from yourself or to find yourself.

In the most perfect physical environment you can live in a mental hell and alternately in the most hellish physical environment you can exist in complete heaven.

Yes, when you look at it that way-there really is no point in leaving or going any other place.