My destination is no longer a place but, rather, a new way of seeing. – Marcel Proust
We’re lost in endless fulfillment of our desires. They may lead nowhere. We’re lost in the midst of endless thoughts. Where are they leading us? Do we need to fulfill the next desire? Do we need to go to that next destination? Maybe not, nevertheless what we want is something that we already have. A new way of seeing, the beauty, the truth and the goodness that already abounds, that which already is. No need to go anywhere to enjoy and relish that.