Jo Mora - Reflections on Inspiration
diaries, a black leather bound book, worn by time and travel, he opened the book to show me some of the entries and when he did he opened it right to the date of my birthday, I remember thinking in a stunned way, "this person is trying to tell me something". And I took it to heart, the whole experience. I realized that the inspiration and freedom of wanderlust can be tempered with a sense of purpose. Often after work I would drive my TR4 down the coast to Big Sur, always picking up a hitchiker or two on the way, I would look at the vista of mountains above the Pacific and think of Jo Mora and his son, riding horseback, disappearing into the canyons, but never lost.