Buddha Statue at Kamakura, JapanI heard something today that resonated so strongly with me that I just had to share it.  I was listening to episode 241 of the Zencast Podcast and in one part the speaker was discussing that time in between when you’re traveling.  How it’s time when you are no longer where you were, but not yet where you are going to.  It was like a bell was struck inside me.  I think that’s why traveling between places, especially long trips, feels so freeing to me.  I know to some people, waiting in an airport gate, sitting for hours on a plane, or spending time sitting on a train between cities would feel more like a prison, but it’s quite the opposite for me.

I’m released from everything that was, but am not yet everything that will be.  I’m unattached to any place and free.  There is no defined place of being that I exist in, so I can exist only for me.  My soul feels unbound and I can simply spend time existing in a more pure state.  I feel more peaceful, more rested1, and the world just seems to make a little more sense when it’s hurtling by me, as opposed to when I’m attached to a particular part of it.

  1. even though I don’t sleep on airplane rides [↩]

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