Homebound

Preparing for holidays, the actual holidays themselves, and a higher than average number of guests and social events have taken up a lot of my time recently. As a result I haven't walked nearly as much as usual, and my walks have been short and practical in nature. This absence of free walking time is confining both to the mind and the body. When I'm not walking I'm not myself.  I long to be on the move again.

"The rhythm of walking generates a kind of rhythm of thinking, and the passage through a landscape echoes or stimulates the passage through a series of thoughts.  This creates an odd consonance between internal and external passage, one that suggests that the mind is also a landscape of sorts and that walking is one way to traverse it.  A new thought often seems like a feature of the landscape that was there all along, as though thinking were traveling rather than making.  And so one aspect of the history of walking is the history of thought made concrete - for the motions of the mind cannot be traced, but those of the feet can."    

                                                                                                                            Rebecca Solnit - Wanderlust