It is a feeling that my feet and my mind can take me where I need to go. Not only take me there but take care of me. I don't know if this is just me, or if this is what every human being feels inside. Almost like how the birds know they will eventually fly and the beavers know they will eventually build a dam. I know that I will move forward, with my hands and my head and my feet, moving forward through the days towards what I find needs to be explored in order to understand more about the world I live in.
Its usually obscure beautiful images of nature that cause me to feel this. Waking up on the couch and staring through the skylight and seeing the pine tree limbs that hang above my house and just endlessly sway in the wind.
Keep in mind the words of George Mallory, known for attempting the first ascent of Everest;
What we get from this adventure is just sheer joy. And joy is, after all, the end of life. We do not live to eat and make money. We eat and make money to be able to live. That is what life means and what life is for.”
http://artofmanliness.com/2008/12/11/every-man-needs-adventure/
