"You thought, as a boy, that a mage is one who can do anything. So I thought, once. So did we all. And the truth is that as a man's real power grows and his knowledge widens, ever the way he can follow grows narrower: until at last he chooses nothing, but does only and wholly what he must do."
- A Wizard of Earthsea, Ursula K Le Guin
This past week I traveled home around the state of California via Amtrak. A 13 hour wander on a route from San Diego to Los Angeles to Bakersfield to Stockton to San Jose.
I made 400 photographs from the train. I read two books. I worked through a lecture in my studies. I wrote notes in my journal. I recorded sounds. And I sat and thought and watched the passage of time, the movement of people. I felt the joy of motion. I am almost home again.
Travel is not getting somewhere.
Travel is being where you are.
Aware, in motion.
It was a grand trip.
