Three months after my best friend Chris Utterback lost her battle with breast cancer, I moved out of my suburban Minneapolis apartment, disposed of about a third of my belongings, put the rest in storage, and set off on an eight month sabbatical.<\/p>\n
I had decided that the purpose of my journey was Creative Renewal. That was about all I knew.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat will you do when you get back?\u201d alarmed acquaintances would ask. I\u2019d shrug and answer, \u201cI\u2019m going with questions, not with answers.\u201d<\/p>\n
One thing I did know is that I was open to change. I would abandon my business, move to a new city (or country) if that\u2019s what I discovered along the way.<\/p>\n
My adventure began with a family reunion in Italy. After that, I was on my own.<\/p>\n
I had no itinerary and for the first time in my life found myself getting up in the morning and asking myself, \u201cWhere do you want to go today?\u201d<\/p>\n
Even after weeks of exploring, I still had no clarity about where I would land once my travels were over.<\/p>\n
Eventually, I headed to Greece to spend a week with my archeologist sister Nancy. When I arrived, I discovered that Athens was under a heavy cloud of smog which made breathing difficult so I spent my days alone in Nancy\u2019s apartment.<\/p>\n
One day I found a stack of Smithsonian<\/em> magazines and decided to amuse myself with them. Little did I know that an answer I was seeking was awaiting me.<\/p>\n The article that caught my eye was about mobile home parks that were also intentional communities. Some were designed for senior living, others were even more specific, such as the one in Malibu for retired members of the Screen Writers Guild.<\/p>\n The author had interviewed all sorts of people about why they\u2019d chosen this lifestyle. In one instance she said, \u201cFor them, a home is not a status symbol. It\u2019s a rest stop between adventures.\u201d<\/p>\n A rest stop between adventures.<\/p>\n The moment I read those words, I knew that was the definition of home that I\u2019d been seeking. I also realized that where that home was located was less important than how it was created to nurture me when I was there.<\/p>\n After all, when we run a business from the spot we call home, it takes on a different dimension than it would if home was merely a place to sleep and store our belongings.<\/p>\n Several years ago writer Michael Shapiro came up with an idea for a book that would \u00a0interview travel writers about their lives and careers, but Shapiro decided to conduct his interviews in the writers\u2019 homes.The result is a wonderful collection of stories called A Sense of Place<\/a>.<\/em><\/strong>\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n Rick Steves, Frances Mayes, Pico Iyer, Bill Bryson, Paul Theroux thirteen other writers share their inspirations, why they\u2019ve chosen to live where they do, and lessons learned on the road. Their personal visions are as unique as they are, but they each seem to have chosen a hometown that supports their visions and restores them for future travels.<\/p>\n My own definition of home has evolved a bit since I first encountered that description that inspired me. Perhaps it\u2019s because I work from home that I want it to be more than a rest stop between adventures.<\/p>\n Home, for me, also needs to be a place that inspires adventures\u2014whether I\u2019m traveling or not. In many ways, creating such a place is more difficult than being inspired in a strange land.<\/p>\n After I had moved into my latest home, my daughter stopped by to see the progress. I was delighted when she said, \u201cYou\u2019ve lived in such different places, but they\u2019re always so you!\u201d<\/p>\n If the place you call home isn\u2019t a kitchen for your mind, how can you change that? And if it is such a place, how did you accomplish that?<\/p>\n I\u2019d love to hear your thoughts.<\/p>\n