It has always been understood (allure of the journey). The journey has always had a specific charm for us. Almost a love for us awaited, and derived rather than the getting there, rather than the arrival. Yes this is so true. So true. Charming, loving memories are built up along the route, the trail, traveling there. Yes, no doubt difficulties, including frustrations, but bonds are formed with those trials, and those who travel with us.
The compromises made, the failures, the falling down, stumbling. The revealing of flaws, of the stripes, the bruises, the unrelenting defeats, attempts, Phoenix like refueling, yes ways that we were front and center to help self, presented ourselves, encouraged self. How warm. Memories.
Below is a quote from a Author I found which is but a permutation of various other quotes inspired by “The Golden Road to Samarkand” by James Elroy Flecker. It captures the awesomely beautiful poem. The Quote below captures the allure of the Journey and not the arrival (as the journey is what we place under the microscope today, meaning; in this post).
To learn the selfsame lesson, day by day,
It is not in the safe arrival planned
But in the dreams we dream along the way
We find the golden road to Samarkand.
Yes we focus on the wanderlust today. That ephemeral invisible, indescribable which we all hunger for and instead hang our hopes, our dreams upon earthly relationships, earthly negotiable substances, but how can it be…….
We cannot barter with earthly things for the ephemeral, the elusive, the indescribable.
“Caminante no hay camino.”
A famous passage from Antonio Machado’s poem. Further he says;
Caminante, son tus huellas
el camino y nada más;
caminante, no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar.
Meaning; Walker, or you who walks there, your foot prints alone are what your path is comprised of. Or the path does not exist unless you make it. No use in looking back is what he is saying, or if you wish to get deeper; (since “Caminante no hay camino” Means…) You who walk looking for a path, do not trust what appears to be a path before you, for only in making one does one create a path.
Walker there is no path. The path remains to be created.
Okay so now that I have confused the beans out of you…..
What do I wish to say with this post?
- Thing One
- Thing Two
What? You do not see Thing One and Thing Two?
Oh I do apologize. Your brain will fill them in as I do plain talk.
You see. As to the first thought, “The dreams we dream along the way…”.
Yes we have our dreams, and they sustain us. Keep us going. And thank God for that, and thank God that when we achieve them we are still facing dissatisfaction. So it is the keeping active, thinking, believing that we have “Purpose, Direction” that we find that deception, that lie “The Golden Road to Samarkand”.
Picture then a circle. Trapped forever in a circle, a bind, pretending that we have value in the dream of getting there.
In fact what we lack drives us to busy self with Wanderlust.
Busy, busy, busy and this is why that resting place, the pillow, as stated by many authors (including Mark Twain) is so glorious upon return from travel.
Antonio Machado warns us (perhaps not intentionally) That all the pathways provided, man made are not sanctioned, likely will mislead us, IE We wind up paradoxically “Lost yet on a Path”
Decisions, choices to make, and the foot prints behind us create our paths, irretrievable.
I am the Way the Truth and the Life.
You could talk for hours on the above Three starts, topics, center pieces.
The Cross of Calvary. Through Him alone can we return to rest our head, our trust, our heart upon the pillow of eternal rest. Sanctioned by God the Father for all mankind.
Thanks for your visit. Now here is a song for you. Enjoy.
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