Tunes for a Monday Morning
The slow, unglamorous work of healing

The gifts of travel

Chichester Catheral

Chichester Catheral spires

I'm away from home, and will soon be traveling by train from Sussex (in south-east England) back to Devonshire (in the far south-west)...which puts me in mind of these words by Terry Tempest Williams, discussing the journey from Utah to Spain that resulted in her lovely book Leap:

"As is the case with all travel, one is refeshed by having no responsibilities or obligations. It is a new landscape. We are not residents, we are simply visitors. We were gone almost a month. Everything was sensual....It's the gift of travel, where everything is infused with meaning, compressed, so you begin to see the golden strand that weaves life together. You are in a constant state of awe."

Chichester Cathedral Gargoyle

Chickester Cathedral Gargoyle 3

George Bell House

Chichester signpost

A constant state of awe. That's precisely it: that jewel-toned, sharp-edged focus life takes on when we're set down somewhere new. Another gift of travel, just as valuable, comes from carrying that sense of awe back home; sustaining it as daily life resumes.

I'll be home to fireside and family by this evening, and back in the woods and office/studio tomorrow. More tales to follow.

Autumn colour

Autumn leaves

Autumn TillyThe pictures above: Where I am, and where I'm bound. (The Chichester photographs come from the Cathedral, GBH, and University sites, as I haven't got my camera with me. More information about them can be found in the picture captions. That last three photos are mine, of autumn color in Devon.)

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