On wayfaring

“Days and months are travellers of eternity. So are the years that pass by. Those who steer a boat across the sea, or drive a horse over the earth till they succumb to the weight of years, spend every minute of their lives travelling. There are a great number of ancients, too, who died on the road. I myself have been tempted by the cloud-moving wind—filled with a strong desire to wander.”—Bashō.

“Et surtout la pensée doit être vide, en attente, ne rien chercher, mais être prête à recevoir dans sa vérité nue l’objet qui va y pénétrer.”

“Our thought should be empty, waiting, not seeking anything, but ready to receive in its naked truth the object that is to penetrate it.”—Simone Weil

On this site, I’ve used the category Jaunts to describe posts arising from “an excursion, a trip, or journey, esp. one taken for pleasure” as the OED has it. In most cases my only companion will have been a voice recorder; or if on a bus or train, a notebook and pen.

Another category is Serendipity: “the faculty of making happy and unexpected discoveries by accident. Also, the fact or an instance of such a discovery.”

There is also a category called Rambling, by which I don’t mean “the activity of going for long walks”, especially in the countryside. I mean wandering among topics, as in Lao Tzu’s definition:

A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.