We’ve just returned from 7 weeks of travel in Europe. I am glad to be home despite how wonderful the trip was. As always, travel provides great benefit because it takes you away from the norm, challenges your beliefs and understandings, and usually works on you in ways quite obvious or in ways that may take time to unfold.
This seven week voyage took place exactly one year after the eight weeks last year when we conducted our last trips as owners of Adventures in Italy. We sold the business and retired, so its been one year. It has been a busy year yet I cannot say that I have figured out what this retirement will be about. And I may never figure it out. But I have returned to find that something is percolating from deep within, beginning to manifest itself, wanting a voice – I believe an outgrowth of the trip.
What I know so far is I want to go deep. I am being pulled to go deep. I want to read and explore what it is to be alive. I want to get to my spiritual core: to feel it, experience it, live it. I want to wrap myself in myself.
I want to go slow. I want to have less to do. I want to be less distracted and fractured by all the screens in my life. I want to study, and I want to sit and do nothing.
It’s not as if I want to retreat or turn my back on the world. But I am less concerned about all that is screwed up out there. I’m not going to resolve it, and the pull from within is just so much more insistent.
I have no idea what this means or what I’ll do. I have a stack of books and keep ordering more. The deeper aspects of yoga are certainly at the core of what I’ll be exploring – at least for now. I want to reread How Yoga Works that I finished just before leaving for Europe. I think I’m ready for The Secret Power of Yoga that I tried once before unsuccessfully. Now, it seems like the most accessible book I’ve seen for delving into the yoga sutras.
So here I am, not knowing where I am going. But, it does feel like, having travelled to Europe, I’ve returned to travel home to myself.