What is at the top of the mountain? Who is at the core of our being? What is my special purpose?
The answer to these questions becomes the goal; keeping an eye on it, as I take steps ever on my journey.
I have learned that I have to taste from the buffet of life to find the meaning and destination I seek. I need to be open to possibilities and then not give up. I stay awake and as mindful as possible on the road I travel.
Travel is the path I take, the vehicle I drive in, in order to find the direction of my next step. Travel with someone I love dearly? Travel alone? Take the path less traveled? Get on the biggest ship at sea? Stand in line to meet new friends? Sit in a quiet space and wait for what might happen next? Walk on cobblestones of age? Travel by plane for 9 plus hours surrounded by others transversing the globe? Lay in the hot sun on a sandy beach almost naked to the elements? Dress in my favorite formal gown at sea in north Atlantic in January?