I need a vacation.
Let’s all insert here for a minute the list of blessings I have.
- Nice house
- Good family
- Everything I need and want (food, clothing, shelter)
- Human Rights
- Time to meditate and do yoga
- Lots of good books, and a library card too.
- Many more
OK, even in the face of all these blessings, I know there comes a time when the mind and body need to get away.
Out of the normal, out of the routine, outside of life-par-normale. For longer than a couple of hours or a day.
For a VACATION.
Colin and I love to travel. We both agree we are most happy with he in the driver’s seat, me in the passenger’s seat, the iPod filled with music lists and podcasts, the van filled to the brim with chattering — or snoozy — ones, and the destination programed in the GPS. It’s the kind of time that lets us simulatneously switch off and tune in.
I can feel the physical changes in my body and my mind when we set off for “vacation.” Even if there’s traffic, arguments, or bad diners, the entire experience feels different.
I mean, not to sound idiotically obvious, but it feels, well, separate. Switched off, and tuned in.
But, we can’t take vacations right now.
Airfares disagree with our budget and our schedules seem to continually argue with any meaningful drive time.
So how do we teleport ourselves to Vacationland — to that place where we can all just chill for awhile — without leaving home? It seems to be a mystery I cannot solve.
I’m open to suggestions.