If you know or not, work as a pilgrim has many contribution to your ‘returning’ home.
To seek out beauty in our work is to make a pilgrimage of our labors, to understand that the consummation of work lies not only in what we have done, but who we have become while accomplishing the task.
To view work as a pilgrimage is to put our heart’s desires to hazard, because merely by setting out, we have told ourselves that there is something bigger and better, or even smaller and better – above all something more life-giving – that awaits us in our work, and we are going to seek it. We look around to see what we have for that journey and find to begin with that we possess only intuitions and imagination, and a broad blank slate, and strangely, just exactly what we need for any real beginning; a horizon as yet beautifully untouched by our constant need to name things too early.
Commentary: “We embody our longings, our imagination and our desires and they do almost all of the work. My whole life has been following an intuitive course that my empirical mind is constantly forced to catch up to, get used to, and then make itself useful for: buying flights, inducing me to turn up more or less on time, creating an organization to support it and even earning money, all as a good servant to poetry’s beckoning imaginative hand and the soul’s brave trouble-making appearance in the world.”
Crossing the Unknown Sea:
Work as a Pilgrimage of Identity.
Riverhead © David W