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2019 Issue: Editors’ Note

One must still have chaos within oneself to give birth to a dancing star.

—Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

Travel often feels like pure chaos—a rush of new stimuli crashing into the senses. But this chaos seldom remains pure or unresolved; instead, it propels us to create choreographies of how we are to walk (and sometimes dance) in the world. It confuses and contradicts our past ways of being, and from this disorientation come new ways of ordering ourselves. Travel drives us to question the forces of power and privilege that structure the world, revealing that some people’s ideas of order might be the source of other people’s chaos. Yet amid all this ungroundedness, we find clarity and beauty in the stars that emerge spontaneously when moving through unfamiliar realms.

Image of the night sky over Camiña, Chile, by Meghan Gill

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