A few weeks ago when we were at the cabin, I wasn't worrying about keeping things 'my way.' There was a lot of exposed wiring and some of the chinks had fallen out of the log walls, and I had to climb on the roof to cover the chimney so the mosquitos wouldn't come down it at night. In the mornings sometimes we could tell the mice had been on the counters, there were pine needles in the bed, and the blankets smelled somewhat like mothballs. We washed the dishes in a dishpan, and the shower, though warm, was not luxurious, and had to last under five minutes or something would burst. The tap water came straight out of the lake so we bought all our drinking water in town.
None of this really bothered me.
At home, it would bother me.
This is why I travel.
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Very good food for thought...I like the concept that we learn not to be bothered by getting out into the world and no allowing home to be the only place we learn patience and acceptance.
wow. this is so true. I was thinking about this when we went camping last and realized why I love it so much. It is so easy to throw control to the winds, be a little dirtier, eat a little later, etc etc. And it is all ok because it is "camping". hm. I wonder how to bring this elated feeling into every day life?
Yes! I felt that way on our first camping trip with our twin boys. Dirt was EVERYWHERE. And sand. And who knows what else. But we were all happy - even me!
xo
cortnie
Ooooh, I love this post :) The benefits of traveling are countless!
perspective. and permission.
two beautiful things travel grants us. the ability to see the things that really matter. and the permission to ignore the things that don't.
It looks so cozy there. I find travel really unearths an adventurous spirit and fresh perspective. And then there's the coming home, which always seems just as sweet.
For me, this is the adventure I am looking for when travelling. At the same time these situations make my return home easier, because they show me how comfortable my everyday life really is. And there is nothing like the first night in my own bed after being away from home.
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