does place matter?

where we are

by Gerald Locklin
i envy those
who live in two places:
new york, say, and london;
wales and spain;
l.a. and paris;
hawaii and switzerland.
there is always the anticipation
of the change, the chance that what is wrong
is the result of where you are. i have
always loved both the freshness of
arriving and the relief of leaving. with
two homes every move would be a homecoming.
i am not even considering the weather, hot
or cold, dry or wet. I am talking about hope.
Creative Commons license courtesy Serge

Creative Commons license courtesy Serge

I have met many travelers.

Travel as escape

There are quite a few who are seeking to escape wherever they are, and keep traveling as a way to leave themselves and their lives behind. They often mention their sense of hope, of anticipation in things being different somewhere else.
There’s a sadness in this, as they eventually discover there is nowhere to go which is not with themselves.

Travel as pilgrimage

Then, there are other travelers to go other places as a way of discovering themselves.
These ones also talk about hope, of anticipation of things being different somewhere else.
However, this hope isn’t talked about as if they are leaving some place bad for something better. Instead, this hope is about revealing themselves to themselves.
Bon voyage!

“We shall not cease from exploring,

And the end of our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.”

~T.S. Eliot

One thought on “does place matter?

  1. I really resonate with these words. I recently read a quote that really struck me: If you are unable to find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?

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