On Travelling

Travelling does something for the soul. I am reminded of what’s important, of the possibilities of the future, of my goals, of myself. I remember that some things remain constant no matter where I am: the facets of myself that come out when I’m alone; the similarities between all people of all cultures; the vulnerability of every human being. When I stay in the same place, doing the same things, with the same people for too long, the problems in my life seem enormous and unconquerable. Only when I get out of my life, out of my head, do I see that my concerns are not that big and every trouble will be resolved in time. A mountain viewed from the bottom seems insurmountable, but when seen from a distance it becomes only part of a range of mountains; so my toils find their place in the world when I step away to see the bigger picture.