"I see my light come shining, from the West down to the East"

Today I told the rest of my students that I will be moving on Thursday.  Several of them weren't in class when I first announced it last week, and they just happened to be a few of the ones who have been in the class since I began.  At least three of them have told me they might move to New York City to stay in my class.  They don't care which school it is.

I am filled with many feelings and emotions as I embark on yet another journey to find home: confidence, humility, fatigue, passion, sentimentality, confusion, gratitude and hope.

I would tell you more, but I've been packing for hours.  Even so, you deserve a song.  This is one of my favorites, recorded in San Francisco forty years ago.  Many of the greatest rock stars in music history gathered together to celebrate The Band's conclusion to years on the road.  I'll never stop traveling and exploring, and, in a way, everyone's journey through the universe is a solo journey.  Even so, this isolation has gotten old.  Maybe I'll do it again, but it's been four years since I've lived in my home state with many of my friends and almost all of my family.  It's time to move back and be with people, old and new, in an environment I know and love.