I sit in a hotel - on the move.
I look out of the hotel window onto a busy freeway intersection - people on the move, going in all directions.
I look out on the adjacent airport - people on the move, across the country and across the world.
People on the move fascinate me. The human race, it seems, have always been on the move - exploring, hunting, grazing ground, searching for a better life, conquering, pilgrimage. I have traveled a lot in my time. I have learnt a lot from it. AND I value staying at home.
I think of a saying that I once heard. It is not for all, but it informs my life when I stay still, and when I wish that I could stay still. It informs the depth that I can find in staying still, if I choose to look for that.
They who stay still, travel furthest.