May 31, 2019-
I was mildly upbraided for my summer plans, with the person exhorting me to consider “sacrifice”, for the sake of those who might need me to be here. Sacrifice does mean giving up something, for a larger good. So, let me look at that.
I live in one of the most desirable communities I’ve ever known. It would, actually, be the easiest thing in the world, to stay here through the summer, and be at the beck and call of a relative handful of people. Summers in Prescott are laid back. I could walk down to Courthouse Square or over to one of the colleges that are within walking distance. I could hang out at Ms. Natural’s or The Raven Cafe, in the morning hours, then get together with friends in the evening, for regular spiritual study or other elevated conversations.
I live, however, for the wider world-as well as for my Home Base. My journeys are NOT “taking a break from routine”, as was suggested. Perhaps the person making that statement sees self, and some others up here, as feeling trapped- perhaps. In truth, none of us here are trapped, in the literal sense. I use time that is not devoted to work, to connect with other friends and family- not to hang out in luxury accommodations or visit theme parks.
There have been several years in my life, when the wider world had to wait, precisely because responsibilities did occupy my life, 24/7. Such circumstances could find me again. In any of these cases, it is a labour of love. I do not view time spent here as a sacrifice, in any way, shape or form. Nor do I view time spent on the road as an extravagance.