Do you know that feeling of slowly being pulled down? Life seems to establish itself in more and more routines. You know what will be happening tomorrow, next week, next month. Some may find comfort in repetitve tasks.
However, there is this faint voice in the distance calling for a change whispering a promise. David Whyte’s poem “Tilicho Lake” keeps coming to my mind, prodding me, luring me, challenging me. And from the depths of my being arises a fear mingeled with an excitement that makes me feel alive, fills me with energy.
You can find David Whyte’s poem on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpj0o7w4xyM
So, how shall I go about it?
For me, it means leaving the comfort and security of my old life. And, funny enough, I got rid of my reliable car and bought myself a retired van from the Postal Services, which I now want to transform into my mobile hotel room.
There is a lot of work to be done
Naturally, this is rather a project than a car. Foremost, it needed a 2nd front seat since the contraption that occupied its space was only good for sorting letters and not fit for accomodating my partner. For sure, I do not plan to do this journey without her.
And then came the first test of heart
The car broke down just before Christmas and the local garage closed for a 20 day vacation. I guess that is my first test of patience and willingness to embrace the unexpected.
