It’s a spring day with ice in the air.
Froggies are a-courtin’.
In the trees and sky in every direction, birds are calling.
You’d think we live in a jungle.
I’ve gotta get out there.
My pack awaits.
There’s a movie about Emily Dickinson out, called A Quiet Passion. Its director says that although Dickinson never went anywhere, she had a rich home life. Besides her poetry (her sister found 1800 unpublished poems in her room after her death), she was an avid gardener, played the piano, etc. He noted that you don’t have to be out travelling the world and active in your community to have an eventful, fulfilling life. Your inner journey may just as enriching as the outer, if not more.
It’s my belief, exactly.
“Go deeper, not wider.”