As I reread this shared by so many these days as the travel bug returns… Friends have gone off to see the beauties of the Autumn foliage – this is a vast country… while Far East remains … far; Still the Universe awaits daring your guts and courage… or foolishness as we dream of planning all the possibilities to hug those endearing ones you miss. Hope is not lost on us humans – we will resume our travels. In time to see our loved ones; in hopes that they will still recognize and know who we are … that we exisit in them and they are in us… and that is, eternal:
Try to travel,
otherwise you may become racist, and you may end up believing that your skin is the only one to be right, that your language is the most romantic and that you were the first to be the first.
Travel, because if you don’t travel then your thoughts won’t be strengthened, won’t get filled with ideas. Your dreams will be born with fragile legs and then you end up believing in tv-shows, and in those who invent enemies that fit perfectly with your nightmares to make you live in terror.
Travel, because travel teaches to say good morning to everyone regardless of which sun we come from.
Travel, because travel teaches to say goodnight to everyone regardless of the darkness that we carry inside
Travel, because traveling teaches to resist, not to depend, to accept others, not just for who they are but also for what they can never be. To know what we are capable of, to feel part of a family beyond borders, beyond traditions and culture. Traveling teaches us to be beyond.
Travel, otherwise you end up believing that you are made only for a panorama and instead inside you there are wonderful landscapes still to visit.
– Gio Evan, poet and songwriter. (translated from Italian)
Gio Evan, Poet & Songwriter (translated from Italian)
Still … traveling into the deeper layers of your own inner landscape is not all bad; provided we take the time to check in with others who provide the safety net we all need especially in this time of turmoil.
