Ecophobia (noun) Origin: English/Ancient Greek | A fear or dislike of one’s home.
— and so you leave, to find where home is for you. *wink*
This word is based from Ancient Greek in whick ‘eco’ is derived from oîkos or “house”, and then of course ‘phobia’ from phóbos or “fear”.
I do not fear or dislike my home. I have loved every home I have ever lived in. My fear is that I may not ever find just one home I prefer over another.
“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.” – Anais Nin
My dislike is related to not being content to reside in just one place. One place forever scares me.
“The gladdest moment in human life, methinks, is a departure into unknown lands.” – Sir Richard Burton
Every time I look out my window I see possibilities. Every time I walk down new streets, I feel reborn. Even when I am homesick and I go back to my home town, I end up missing .. the feeling of missing my home.
“Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.” – Anthony Bourdain
“I am not the same, having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world.” – Mary Anne Radmacher
Sehnsucht: (noun) Origin: German |An intense yearning for something far-off and indefinable.
ETYMOLOGY: From German words sehnen (to long) and Sucht (anxiety; sickness; addiction).
“There is a German word, Sehnsucht, which has no English equivalent; it means ‘the longing for something’. It has Romantic and mystical connotations; C.S. Lewis defined it as the ‘inconsolable longing’ in the human heart for ‘we know not what’. It seems rather German to be able to specify the unspecifiable. The longing for something – or, in our case, for someone.”
― Julian Barnes
“The greatest forces lie in the region of the uncomprehended.”
― George MacDonald
“Who then is to judge what is good, true, and beautiful? You are. Plato says it is the soul: the proper dimensions and proportions are already stored in our minds, and when we recognize the good, true, and beautiful– how is it that we do it? It is by anamnesis, the act of recalling what we have seen somewhere before. You must have received an impression of what is right somewhere else, because you recognize it instantly; you don’t have to have it analyzed; you don’t have to say, “That is beautiful,” or “That is ugly”; you welcome it as an old acquaintance. We recognize what is lovely because we have seen it somewhere else, and as we walk through the world, we are constantly on the watch for it with a kind of nostalgia, so that when we see an object or a person that pleases us, it is like recognizing an old friend.”
― Hugh Nibley
Vorfreude (noun) Origin: German | The joyful anticipation that comes from imagining future pleasures.
Two more weeks and I’m off on vacation! Woot Woot. I have built in a couple of mandatory road trips. Last year, I flew in and out of my home town with the expectation that I would take a short road trip during my time with my family. 2020 ended up being all about dad and due to him being sick, it never happened. So this year, I am flying in and out of Seattle which will force me to drive from Seattle to Spokane. It’s a great 4-5 hour drive through some beautiful country. Valley to plains to mountains to rainforest to ocean. My second trip will be to Oregon to check out some areas for future reference. No solid plans, just a solid plan to hit the road with some fun tunes and a carful of random gas station snacks. Nothing makes me happier. I mean in general. A lot of things make me happier but road trips top the list. From childhood to my most recent years, they are my favorite memories. I can’t wait!
“Map out your future – but do it in pencil. The road ahead is as long as you make it. Make it worth the trip.” – Jon Bon Jovi
“Sometimes the road less traveled is less traveled for a reason.” –Jerry Seinfeld
“I get emotionally attached to the cars ahead of me on long road trips.” – Unknown
“That’s why I love road trips, dude. It’s like doing something without actually doing anything.” – John Green
“It doesn’t matter how old you get, buying snacks for a road trip should always look like an unsupervised 9-year-old was given $100.” – Unknown
Saudade (noun) Origin: Portuguese | sɐw’dadə A nostalgic longing to be near again to something distant or someone that is distant.
I am nostalgic about almost every place I have ever been. I miss the memories of the traveling I have done, of the places I have seen, of the people I have met. I took a trip to Croatia with my youngest daughter a few years ago and it really was an amazing time. Sure there were the mommy/daughter moments that were outrageously annoying. However, I prefer to only remember the best parts of that trip.
I think it’s easier to remember … and to forget the annoyances of traveling with family than it is regarding issues that arise while traveling with friends. For me, it is because family has known you forever and you have your patterns and histories of the good and the bad. For every bad there is a good. Especially with your children. My dream has always been to show my children the world. Luckily for me, I have been pretty successful at that.
Though I do love traveling with friends. There is always a feeling of saudade when my children or family are not around. I feel like I have let them down by not having them participate in my adventure. The re-telling is never the same as the being there. Also, there is a freedom of being able to comfortably be at your best, your worst, your goofiest, your happiest, and even your saddest. I am looking forward to more travels with them, more memories with them, and really, just being nearer to them.
“That strange sense of being different stays with you. You long to be with people who are more like you. Similarities are what bonds humans than differences, Beevitha.”
― Husna Mohammad
Dépaysement (n.) – Origin: French – Definition: The disorientation felt in a foreign country or culture. The feeling of being a fish out of water.
O.K. Obviously feeling like a fish out of water in a foreign country is not really an issue for me. Quite the opposite. I have loved every country I have traveled to. Even the ones I didn’t LOOOVVEEE.. I also didn’t really hate. I especially loved traveling with my daughters. They also always seemed to adapt very well to the random places we visited. Like we really made every country feel like it was our home and we fit in to each place so nicely. For example, my daughter just joined in the family photo of this family in Shanghai, China. Even throwing them rabbit ears.
There were things in some countries that made us uncomfortable at times. Like the domestic pet section of the zoo in Shanghai. It was funny to us, but also, uhm, interesting.
However, for me all of the experiences were about learning lessons of tolerance and acceptance and just being able to have fun. I know at times, my kids were homesick and wanted the “normalcy” of “home” but in retrospect we all talk about how they were amazing times and none of us would ever change any of them and all of us would go back to any one of those days to relive them and stay longer and appreciate more!! I hope you enjoy.
Well, I guess we were like fishes out of water for at least a little bit of our time there.
“Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.”