Happy Saturday everyone!
I’m working on a new project while I plot out the next Waystation Guardians book in my head. I’m joining this century and importing all of our cds to our iTunes accounts. After that’s done, it’s purging the physical discs time.
We’ve got around 400 cds, so this is not a quick project. LOL
I’ve been processing everything I experienced on my trip to Scotland. When you go to a place that you’ve always wanted to go to….when you make connections to a land and culture that transcends lifetimes and imprints your soul….it takes time to really understand and articulate it all.
One thing I’ve come back with is a new sense of the global society we’re all part of. It’s beyond having pride in your nation. It’s the idea that there’s countries….ideals….people outside the borders you’ve grown up in.
I’ve spent my entire life in the western US. Outside of a few vacations in Canada, that’s been it. For 50 years, the only real concept I had of the world was that it was a huge place and my country was big.
Heck, Washington state is larger than some countries in Europe.
While I was in Scotland, I grew into a more global citizen. It wasn’t all about me or the US. It was seeing how the rest of the world saw things, related to each other.
I met people who regularly made trips to other countries for the weekend to enjoy a hobby. The same hobby that, here, I could do just as many events over the summer and never leave the state.
I met people who got that I was a tourist, driving under new rules, and were happy to give me pointers (parking places are wonderful things on single track roads, but you gotta use them the right way).
I found out that citizens were okay with their government saying they believed in climate change and banning gasoline powered engines (all new cars sold were to be hybrids or electric) because they wanted to preserve the earth around them.
I discovered that people still read. A lot. That libraries, books, bookstores, and knowledge isn’t frowned upon. People spoke in complete sentences, without a lot of slang.
I heard more languages being spoken in the breakfast area of my B&B in Inverness than I did in a year around Seattle.
I met people who didn’t hesitate to follow their dreams, take the trip they’ve always wanted to do. That didn’t believe in waiting for ‘the perfect time’. Who realized travel has an impact on us beyond the money spent and the souvenirs we bring home.
I realized, deep down, that this earth we all share is connected in a way that border walls, oceans, customs kiosks, and guards can’t separate.
Will I travel overseas more? I don’t know. I’d like to, but there’s places in the US I’d like to see. The trip I took taught me a lot. About myself, how I fit into the world, and that the best way to interact with other cultures isn’t from behind a computer screen.
We need to experience life to write about it, after all.