There is something special about being in Orvieto, pursuing an art love you have. I think part of it is taking the leap, making the commitment to do such a trip. It is a reaffirmation of who you are and that a robust, fulfilling, exciting life is possible.
I have been reading Mark Nepo and find much of what he has to say resonates deeply. It is reading him that generates these thoughts today. He says,
“There is a deep and humbling lesson in the way of birds. . . . It seems, for birds, it is the act of flying that is the goal. True, they migrate and seek out food, but when flying, there is the sense that being aloft is their true destination.
“Unlike birds, we confuse our time on Earth, again and again, with obsessions of where we are going – often to the point that we frustrate and stall our human ability to fly. All the conditions and hesitations and yes-buts and what ifs turn the human journey upside down, never letting the heart, wing that it is, truly unfold.
“Yet, without consideration or reservation, it is simply the presence of light that stirs birds to sing and lift. They do not understand concepts such as holding back or only investing if the return seems certain. In this, we are the only creatures that seek out guarantees, and in so doing, we snuff the spark that is discovery.
” . . . We, like the birds, are meant to fly and sing – that’s all.”
What I love about our trips is that every one on them has said to themselves “We are meant to fly and sing.” They are pursuing their passions. No what-ifs or yes-buts.
One of our travelers this fall said, “You have given me a life changing experience. I am now someone who makes her dreams come true. I am experiencing life rather than plowing through it just to get by.”
In truth, we provided the opportunity. It was she who took wing.