It was early December of 2010.  My three year old granddaughter, Elsie, was visiting my livingroom as only a three year old can visit.  It was her first trip to Grandma's since the arrival and decoration of the twelve foot Christmas tree.  The tree is adorned with white lights,  red berry branches, and many large Santas sitting here, there and everywhere.  The Santas are ten to twelve inches high and sit on the branches along with dark brown teddy bears of the same size.  I purposely put the bears on the branches close to the eye level of any three foot visitor.  Elsie very painstakingly walked around the tree being extra careful not to slight any of the decorations.  After several such silent circles , which is in itself ununusual, she began to introduce herself to bear after bear saying, "Hi, I'm Elsie.  It is nice to meet you," and then finishing each introduction with a handshake or a pawshake as the case may be.  Elsie was traveling deeply and not missing a thing.

Young children exploring their world are deep travelers without having to think about it.  Just sit back and watch them learn and discover on a daily basis.  When do we begin to lose that ability or to unlearn how to travel deeply and why does it happen?  Just a thought . . .