But wanderlust? Although it can be extremely personal, it is something recognized by all who share the affliction.
|That powerful spark|
I have described myself as "obsessed" about our plans, almost as a defense against those who would so judge me. There are other things in life after all. There are other things in our lives, in my life! They are blessings, things we cherish and enjoy. Comfortable and familiar things. Not just material things, but life things. Things we love.
Why would we leave such things?
Most "experts" would say that lust is not sustainable. The flame eventually flickers and dies. For some, that lust transforms to love. For some, there is regret. Certainly the responsibilities of home and family and career can temper lust until it is just a memory. Sometimes it's a choice. Often it isn't. For most, lust is "just passing through".
I don't see (feel, experience, read about) wanderlust the same way. Not all who know it's power are born with it (I might have been). But once you "catch it" you don't grow out of it.
Not only is wanderlust sustainable, but it continues to exist as it develops love, regret, memories - even responsibilities. In the last decade, wanderlust has created it's own unique community. More and more people are taking their home, family and career with them, on the road, with no permanent address. It's not "the norm". It's daring and risky.
You don't do that for comfort. You don't do that for love. That is the stuff inspired by lust.
What is most telling for me when reading others' blogs is that regardless of the amount of time, the logging of miles, and the number of returns to an "area" - the wanderlust is still strong. Health issues, rig issues, route issues, weather issues - nothing is stronger than the desire and joy of what's still to be discovered!
|Over every hill, around every corner.....|
Those few who have been dealt life-altering changes that leave no option of continued travels satisfy their wanderlust through the blogs and photos and videos of others, remaining "active" members of the community. That lust will not be denied!
At the "front end" many of us who are preparing for the life also participate in that community. I continue to enjoy my morning coffee traveling around the country, hiking, kayaking, seeing wonderful vistas and wildlife. I find support and encouragement from others who are ready but not quite able yet.
This is not something I'm seeking a cure for. And I'm no longer referring to it as "obsession".
I'm just caught up in the powerful joy of lust.