“For millennia, [the] cry of the heart for embarking upon a meaningful journey has been answered by pilgrimage, a transformative journey to a sacred center.”
~Phil Cousineau, The Art of Pilgrimage: The Seeker’s guide to Making Travel Sacred, p. xxv
I am, for the most part, taking this summer off from work. Theoretically, this is one of the reasons people decide to become teachers but, if memory serves, other than the year I took my sabbatical this will be the first summer I have not taught classes since I began professoring in 2005. The reason for that is simple, we needed the money.
This year we can also use the money but something more important is looming, let’s say moving inexorably, in my life. I am getting older. My future summers are numbered. The last one, while hopefully decades rather than just years away, is in my viewfinder. I turn 66 this September and it’s time to live it up. To kick up my heels, let my hair down, do the macarena. Learn to yodel. Become a drummer in a boy (ahem…) band.
I will take a long drive somewhere.
The drive, I know not where, will be close by, just a day or two away. In the years we have lived in Boise we have seen little of this beautiful state and region of our country. I will see more this summer.
I will be doing some work this summer, after all. I have a research project and will be doing some writing. My research partner and I want to learn more about profound learning and living.
One way to learn, I think, will be to take that drive.
For more about profound living, check out http://www.profoundliving.live.