On Why We Travel

We tell ourselves we travel to see new places. But the places are not the point. The point is who we become in transit — the self that emerges when the familiar falls away.

Every departure is a small rehearsal for letting go. Every arrival, a small rehearsal for beginning again.

You do not cross the water to reach the other shore. You cross the water to learn what carries you.

Somewhere between leaving and arriving, the journey stops being about distance.