“Remove your shores.”

I recently heard this description of a sign at the door of a meditation space, where a fortuitous typo shifted a simple commandment (“remove your shoes”) to a more mystical invitation (“remove your shores”).

Dear ones, we operate in so many settings where the opposite occurs. Our grandest ambitions are squashed into quarterly planning frameworks. Our fondest hopes are translated into tactical to-do lists. Our biggest questions are pushed to the background, while we navigate the tiny urgent tumult of life.

So when a larger, sincere invitation arrives, whether from a generous human or a soaring hawk or a misspelled sign, let’s accept.

Before we focus, plan, act, let’s wander, imagine, consider.

Let’s remove our shores.