The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

Marcel Proust

A friend posted this quote on Facebook.

I’m not sharing ground-breaking news to say that most of what’s posted on Facebook most days is pretty mundane and trite and shallow. Sometimes, however, gems appear.

This was a gem.

As soon as I saw this, I stopped. Proust’s idea worked its way inside me, and I couldn’t help but contemplate it. Especially because this thought is, in large part, the very sort of thinking within which I started this blog.

Yes, we all go places. All the time. But how do we go places — and why?

Also — and this is the big point here — do we realize that there are many new places we can go without getting up and moving at all? Journeys don’t require planes, trains, or automobiles. They don’t require legs or wheels. There are many new places we can go within our own beings, and the world will seem entirely different to us. All will be new.

Have you ever considered this before?