The term “Bardo” is a Tibetan word meaning the space in between two different states of being. Although most often used to refer to the state between death and rebirth, there are actually six Bardo states and include dreams, meditation and life itself. I find a long journey on the interstate to be a kind of bardo. On the interstate, you are leaving where you have come from but haven’t yet reached where you are going. Space and time merge and become indistinguishable. Nondescript features in the landscape repeat themselves endlessly – you could be anywhere or nowhere. In such a place, we can drop out of the stories of our lives and lose ourselves in contemplation and introspection. If we choose to disconnect from our usual distractions, it allows space to just be. At times, the isolation is troubling, and we feel the urge to reconnect with other human beings, peering into each passing car, and, inevitably, finding them returning our gaze.